이곳은 저의 홈페이지 "Expression"을 찾아주신 여러 분의 공유의 장입니다.
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After the day's work, I collapse onto my bed. The comfort envelops me, kissing my tired limbs into a lull of tranquility. My day job as an art model seems like a cosmic joke - standing proudly, vulnerably, and oh-so naked in front of a room filled with hungry brushes and wide-eyed students. As I lay there, the cool Colombian breeze sneaks in through the open window and plays over my bare skin, which is somehow still warm from the studio lights. I can't help but relive the moment, the heavy certainty in the room when I'd dropped my robe. I'd heard the collective intake of breath, the nervous rustling of sketchbooks. The memory makes me want to laugh and run away at the same time. But I wouldn't. I'm not just a nude art model, standing there for the world to see. I am the epitome of a mystery. In the privacy of my room, I reach for my secret weapon - a handful of yellowed x-bookmarks that I've kept tucked away in an old leather-bound journal. They are my connection to a different world - a clandestine alternative, where I no longer feel like an unwrapped surprise. As I read through my own private thoughts, each word is an echo of my innermost desires. My life on paper is a sizzling reminder of my adventures, my lovers, the fantasies that play behind my closed eyes. Each entry is a confession, and I savor the words as they pass from the pages to my mind, stirring memories, igniting emotions. The narratives paint pictures as vivid as the sketches I model for each day, creating a slow-building fire that courses through my veins. I've always been moved by the potency of words. They capture the senses, painting pictures in the mind far richer than those on canvas. The night deepens and the winds outside grow louder, they whisper my name, calling me back into the world. I put away the x-bookmarks, my secret treasures. I step back onto the balcony with the courage of bare skin against the world, holding on to the flame ignited by my inner confessions. Tomorrow, I will be the model again, the naked truth in front of budding artists. But tonight, in the privacy of my own solitude, I am a mystery, I am an unquenchable flame, I am my own muse. And even after the drawings fade, my naked spirit will continue to bless the world with a silent kiss of mystery. <a href=https://anussy.com/><img src="https://san2.ru/smiles/smile.gif"></a>
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