..:: The Willowed Piccadilly's ::..

Centerfolds of an estranged lost mind rambling on the distances of close encounters and muffled dreams. As the clouds fade, it all becomes clearer. Move along now children, the time is soon to come.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

..:: MIAMI ::..


MIAMI

She is a seducer of all who chooses to go there. With her sandy beaches and her friendly residents, she seems friendly. The bright sun and the freedom of people walking around in bikini’s and shorts, flashing their collection of tattoos almost like a small competition paints the streets with such diverse variety, making Miami a meltingpot of different cultures. Her salty breeze from the seas brings such relaxation to mind. That this is all before night falls and her wild side appears.The sun begins to set and once you’ve had seen Miami at night, you will never want to leave her again. Her bright neon lights and blasting music fills the streets almost like Mardi Gras on a quiet summer night. Her ever flowing fountain of alchohol tempts both familiar and unfamiliar to enter her side of sin city. Her sweet elixir brings out the friendliest and the violent side of people. She seduces you with promises that leaves you begging for more. Drunkards fall like flies on the street as the sun slowly rises in the wee hours of the morning. But as the sun’s orange rays pours on the white sandy beaches, Miami’s horn and devil tail goes back into hiding as she is once again the happy promising lady she always is under the sun.