An Intriguing Gate
The young man slightly smiles at me as he passes by, and I smile slightly back.
With each step, his left heel circles outside his hip, while his left toe points inward at 45 degrees. That foot then lands parallel to the direction of his travel.
His left hand curls inward with those lefthand steps, then also relaxes as the foot falls.
His right side, as it steps, remains rigidly parallel to the direction of his travel.
He wears a puffy, black coat with two brown, leather patches from shoulder to upper abdomen. Without metaphor, the coat’s hood is heavy over his head.
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