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There was something about the way she moved that made men drool over her. Her hips moving up and down and side to side was almost like a  new hypnotizing machine. Her face was like an African god created her with his own fingers to make her perfect. Her eyes were like tht of the core of a volcano ; it was scary and made ur heart ache, yet you could not turn your head away from it. Her lips were moist like dew in he morning when te sun is just about to have fully risen. Thats when she smiled at me and I saw the train wreck on her teeth. Mounds of metal were stuck to them as if I was watchin buildings being blown up in War Of  The Worlds. Thats when I just walked away.