Body

Body wore culottes and a side sway well. The lines on its face spoke of a life less mundane, lines that spelt Botox-induced-youth, in big bold italicised font. No evidence of the drowned Hennessy and two-pack-a-day tobacco habit.

Its curves sculptured by beetroot salad, scalpel and a gym membership, all prioritised in routine alignment for the perfect curvaceous result.

What remained semi-flawed, makeup camouflaged in golds and reds and clothes in all black. Now she could take on the world.

Body – 10 out of 10

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