Dark And Lonely Corner At Night
In a dark and lonely corner of the city at night, a public footslave goes about his humble, daily business – that of kissing the boots of a bright and intelligent young woman.
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| Doing what he does best - kissing BOOTS! | 
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| The BOOTS of his BETTER! | 
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| Beneath her SOCKS! | 
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| It's a dark and lonely job, but somebody's got to do it... | 
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| ...and that somebody is him | 
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| Or rather, that nobody is him! | 
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| For he's just another anonymous footslave... | 
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| ...kissing feet out on the mean streets of the Gynarchy... | 
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| ...and pondering his lowliness as he does so! | 
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| Meanwhile the pretty wearer of the BOOTS looks down upon him... | 
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| ...before turning her pretty back on him and walking away | 
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| She has not spoken to the footslave... | 
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| ...and she never will | 
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| He is too far beneath her | 
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| Even her BOOTS and SOCKS are worth more than him! | 
 
 
