how i learned the hustle

May 02, 2011 04:22

A Parisian boy with lithe legs and androgyne hips swivels them and flicks an errant black curl from his eyes like ashes from a cigarette held in the lips of some Godardian sweetheart. The soft pinkish mouth, the words like smoke rings, the dance: the step right, the step left, the twirl of a finger, arms akimbo, the turn.

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agentduckiechan May 2 2011, 08:33:11 UTC
this is beautiful.

...I learned the hustle in the most prosaic of ways: watching it on TV. lol.

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