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notized as I watched her swing along on one leg as she walked up the street a short distance to window-shop 'till the car came along.
One, headed for the loop, came along and she pivoted on her foot and swung off the curb, ready to climb on board. I watched....spellbound. Snapping out of my trance, I hurried and got on behind her. Though my impulsive action bothered me I didn't quite know why. I felt guilty and uneasy as I found a side seat and tried to appear non- challant. Not easy to do when you have just experienced the most fascinating, disturbing phenomenon in your young life. The rhythmic one-legged grace of a woman on crut- ches. (I now know of four other people who are similiarly attracted).
As we neared 7th street she stood up, hung onto the seat-handle and slipped the crutch under her arms. When the car stopped she expertly swung down to the street, I followed.
Gliding gracefully along, like a royal Duchess, her beautifully shod foot oscillated like a hypnotizing pen- dulum. Clad as she was, in a black suit with white la- pels, a chic, feathered beret she was, to me, the most exotic, desirable creature in the world!
I discreetly followed her down the block where she entered one of the large department stores. Expertly she flipped the door open, blocked it with a crutch and slipped in. I waited a minute and, taking courage, went in after her.....My uni-ped Duchess had disappeared! Vanished... pouff! I wandered around the main floor a while, then spotting a clock I scurried for home. Needless to say, I dreamed of 'My Duchess' both waking and sleeping.
CHAPTER TWO
The following morning I was determined to find out where she lived. It must be in the neighborhood, I rea- soned. Then....a horrible thought occured. Suppose she was just visiting someone!!!!! Probably I'd never see this enigmatic, disturbing vision again. I had never been bit so hard by anything in my adolescent life....nor later, as it turned out. Why I absolutely worshipped this unknown, one-legged woman I'll never know. But, there
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