Job Binding Worker
August 21st, 2010
As a job binding worker, I, Rhoda L. Reily am a busy woman. I was taking part in my daily routine of swimming across the icy Hudson river and get a bit of a refreshment on the way to Nuyorican Poets Cafe when I saw a guy who reminded me of a clockwork machine. He was swimming next to me, and his strokes were robotic in movement. His deep-set visuals were the color of creamy coffee. His chestnut-pigmented, short, simple hairstyle was wavy in the water. He was even swimming in his clothes, which were sort of bizarre in color.
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