Model
Scout
Lots of walking
scoping out every face
checking heights
cheeks
smiles
like an animal
searching for prey
I'm swift
silent
and I've no time to feast
walking
through stores
malls
up and down the avenues
thinking
nope
nope
too short
nice face, too short
nope
nope
Whoa!
Twenty second pitch and a card
walk away feeling the rush
then change directions
randomly roaming the sea of people
continuing the hunt
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