EDITORS SHAKY DESK
Break Dance
Less is more — 150 words

Break dancing, to get charged, is a prerequisite for existence. We all thrive for a Brake in the everyday toil.
Subsequently, we tolerate these spoilt sports around who are commanded in this breach & halt to make you feel it over the hill with red ants biting you feeling alive.
My bitter half is that substitute wherever I go in the World fits him & me into a gym routine. I do oblige as binging goes up to the stratum of an ogre.
A nature lover, enclosed exercises leave me stuffy.
Through the wee hours in a stretch of 48 acres, I sensed the coconut trees exclaimed me to try going up its butt; the sprinklers wooed me to go dodging & putt-putting appealed me to gamble bare feet.
To guess on their tenants of the holes?
