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Natsumi

natsumi could walk on water if she felt like it, for she has flown many feet above the subway platforms in tokyo, she has hurled herself, hovering, as if she were running a sprint, up above the street bearing her gorgeous bright red dress in the morning daylight--- and as she coasts down the street, sometimes holding an umbrella in case of rain, she has photos taken of her--- she one-ups the likes of david blaine, whose own levitation has been videotaped, but seldom are his feet ever seen--- she floats like a modern day superman & she does so amidst all of technology’s race to install the nanobots appropriate enough to allow us all to do the same, but alas, natsumi, the humble & self-described yowayowa, or “weak” or “feable” camerawoman, keep her secret silent, while dwelling peacefully with her two cats, who, being her most photographed models, consider themselves accomplices in the mystery of her unique ability.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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