Ah Victoria,
The most beautiful snow creature, how can you be so gorgeous, yet so rad? Your backside slash off the spine, straightlining through the rock bands and your sluff, and then the calm, too-easy heelside carve in the apron, raising a curtain of snow into the air that hangs for what seems an eternity.
Could you ever feel the same way about me? I am but a skier, and a younger man as well. But I see how perfect you really are, more than the others. I implore you, believe me! I fear I may kill any who get in my way. For their sake, love me...
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