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Post by Kabila Ayameko on Jun 2, 2011 1:49:48 GMT -5
Ayameko bowed slightly to the kanzashi designer tenderly putting the slender boxes atop of one of the larger ones. There is a smile on her face as she waves and speaks with clear respect for the elder that runs the shop as she says her farewells. One hand gently lifts part of her yukata so that she might step down. She then began her way towards the kimono designer. She bowed her head to those she recognized as she passed them. She was in a dressed down state today.
Ayameko's long black hair was down and she was wearing a casual day yukata. She also wore simple bamboo street sandals. A smile was fixed upon her face that was surprisingly genuine. She was nearing her destination when her eyes came to the book store. She checked her wrist watch, she had some time.
With a bright smile the young woman stepped into the store. Moving towards the section on Myth's and folklore. The fingertips of her left hand gently trailing along the spines of the book as she passed, with a gentle caress to them.
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