By Nancy Viau
In urban highway Beat, a tender woman travels alongside a city's twisty highway on her approach to a friend’s condo. jointly, they embark on an event, taking in the entire city’s points of interest and sounds. They listen the tippy, tappy clack of excessive heels at the sidewalk; the strumming and drumming of a three-piece band; the flipping and flapping of dancing pigeons; and extra. the women movement and groove to the rock-n-roll and razz-ma-tazz of the city’s hip-hop beat utilizing all 5 senses till finally it’s time to assert goodbye.
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Jamie, however, had listened with only half an ear; he liked tennis and golf, and found that games involving a ball any larger than those used in these two games held little attraction for him. For her part, although she did not follow sport at all closely, Isabel enjoyed reading about rugby, a game that struck her as being one of the few remaining tribal rituals on offer to males in modern societies. ); might remark upon the wailing bagpipes at the beginning of the game and the painted faces and … And there was another, more personal reason for her interest: as a schoolgirl she had been in love, at a safe distance, with a boy who had seemed impossibly handsome, even when covered in mud and in a heaving scrummage.
Like all of us, she thought, Cat was searching for the company of one who would make her happy. Some of us did not have to look long for that person, some of us found him or her with little difficulty; others had longer to look, and had less luck. They deserved our sympathy rather than our disapproval. Passersby, of whom there were one or two, paid no attention to the sight of a rather handsome-looking woman suddenly stopping and appearing to be lost in thought. Had they done so, they might have concluded that Isabel was trying to remember what she had failed to put on her shopping list; they would not have guessed that she was thinking about the problem of boyfriends.
Now that you mention it …” Isabel laughed. ” She paused. “And then forgot. ” Guy straightened up. ” He thought for a moment. ” Isabel thought of the extraordinary four-chimney art deco building on the Thames. Guy was right: Battersea was beautiful and richly deserved its iconic status. But there was nothing art deco about Cockenzie Power Station, which was a large, late-sixties box, a windowless block that marred that lovely stretch of Scotland’s coastline. “Of course there are some conditions,” she said, “that prevent one from seeing unpleasant things.
City Street Beat by Nancy Viau