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Flemenco

Bull-black boots stamping like beating skin-tight drums steel capped with arched hands clanking castanets with crimson coronations like a goldfinch neck A guitar's fevered fret crescendos a rite of spring kicking dust from bloodied boots stomps off the romany's yoke

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