Myra stared at the woman hanging from a rope of cotton fabric.She was climbing up the rope more gracefully than she had free fallen from the roof earlier.Myra frowned in concentration. As a dancer, she could see how hard this was even though she was not an aerial dancer.This woman was working against gravity, and she was doing so flawlessly. It would have been much easier to descend gracefully, than climb back up gracefully. But she was doing it. Soon, she disappeared back up, as if into the sky, and when she appeared again, a male dancer was behind her. It was beautiful to watch as she twirled around in a circle, as if running in the air, the man right behind her as if he was chasing her.The man's hand brushed across the woman's back once, and she turned around. First, they touched lightly, and soon they were twined in a tight embrace, every single limb on their body wrapped around each other till they were like one long yarn of rope, not a single part of their body jutting
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