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Just now, I was walking along, mired in my usual existential crisis crap, and I passed these kids playing soccer in an empty lot.
An erratic kick sent the ball sailing towards the busy street. All of a sudden, some kind of weird instinct took hold, and I ran for it. And man, did I get it - all fancy, I stopped it midair (like, with my knee - it was awesome,) bounced it, and kicked it back to the kids.
They were definitely impressed. “Wow!! Lady, do you play soccer??”
I have never played soccer. I have no idea how I did that.
(by Davide Salvi)
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