don’t give me that sense of dread that they used to in Christchurch. Christchurch is famously hill-‐less though the curvature of my new butt reminds me of the rolling hills of the central South Island. Sometimes when I reach my house I look out over the harbour at the glassy water sparkling in either the day or the night via either the sun or the nearby alighted buildings and I rub my legs and they burn deep down in the muscles. It’s just the most sensual feeling.
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