Eventually I reached the crest of the hill, and that is where I saw him first. All I could see was his face, stern in concentration causing the skater to frown. He shifted his weight, allowing for the board to rotate in mid-air. His body was silhouetted against the soft pink dusk sky.a heat haze covers the city in a steamy blanket,turning the hills to a pastel mauve when the skater come it like he is an angle because the heat haze.
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