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The girl with the motorcycle
The girl drives on the freshly tarred smelling minimal techno street in black and white. Animated by oudfeste will pure. On the road from somewhere and nowhere to the craggy, warm walls of the Montsauvage in the niche country.
The girl on the motorcycle rides without a helmet. She has tomboyishly thrown a milky white plastic blouse over her bony shoulders. The blouse unbuttoned over the skin-warm sillage of caraway aura. Raindrops hang on the blouse like oval beads of kaleidoscopic-grainy water.
Under the pale, milky Sunday sky of matte white linen, the graphite gray motorcycle of brushed oud chrome glides along the tart-dry minimal techno road to the horizon in the eternal night blue of niche land. Sometimes the side stand scrapes over the uneven asphalt.
The girl with the spicy-herbaceous hawk-eye and vintage ankle boots glides past dark Minecraft hills of lush Triassic vetiver and mute green cacti.
A cool fractal wind gently caresses oak moss hair over the girl's head. The wind caresses the green hair from his spicy face, gently caresses the musky warm soul of the girl.
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The year 2011 or 2012 as a fragrance concentrate. More a feeling than a fragrance.
Minimal techno-oud, black and white, Minecraft blocks. Green-hard vetiver and coriander, physical-spicy cumin. Dry oakmoss. Tough. Clean as the Minecraft desert. And yet with familiar musk soul.
Music accompaniment: Minimal Techno & EDM Minimal House - Dark Monkey Music Live Radio 24/7 Car Music
The girl on the motorcycle rides without a helmet. She has tomboyishly thrown a milky white plastic blouse over her bony shoulders. The blouse unbuttoned over the skin-warm sillage of caraway aura. Raindrops hang on the blouse like oval beads of kaleidoscopic-grainy water.
Under the pale, milky Sunday sky of matte white linen, the graphite gray motorcycle of brushed oud chrome glides along the tart-dry minimal techno road to the horizon in the eternal night blue of niche land. Sometimes the side stand scrapes over the uneven asphalt.
The girl with the spicy-herbaceous hawk-eye and vintage ankle boots glides past dark Minecraft hills of lush Triassic vetiver and mute green cacti.
A cool fractal wind gently caresses oak moss hair over the girl's head. The wind caresses the green hair from his spicy face, gently caresses the musky warm soul of the girl.
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The year 2011 or 2012 as a fragrance concentrate. More a feeling than a fragrance.
Minimal techno-oud, black and white, Minecraft blocks. Green-hard vetiver and coriander, physical-spicy cumin. Dry oakmoss. Tough. Clean as the Minecraft desert. And yet with familiar musk soul.
Music accompaniment: Minimal Techno & EDM Minimal House - Dark Monkey Music Live Radio 24/7 Car Music
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