“Is that even possible?” I wondered, as I gazed in awe at the fearless skater. When I saw his face it was stern concentration, that caused the skater to frown. He shifted his weight, allowing for the board to rotate in mid-air. His body is silhouetted against the soft pink dusk sky. As I saw him he was like a heat haze that covered the city in a steamy blanket, when it was turning the hills to a pastel mauve.
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