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August 3, 2015
She can't ever dance to the beat of a song. Always, she would move in a way that would make you think she is listening to a different song. Her face would inform you that she enjoys this, confusing people watching her. The strange thing is, she is mesmerizing this way, and yet revolting, too. How does one explain feeling attraction and disdain at the same time in equal, warring amounts? If you look away, you would feel like you're missing a spectacle you ought to see, and so you look again. She would smirk, and know that she'd won.