Day Sixty Seven: Sexy Yoga and Tokyo Tower
May 31st 2008 I stretched my arms to the ceiling and felt my non existant muscles scream in agonising protest. Individual beads of sweat were trickling down my face in rivets then turning into vast salty pools determined to blind me. I lowered my arms and scooped my towel off the floor, as I quietly slunk out of the room, wet footprints marked the places I had been. I ran into the change room and grimmaced at
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