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I came across a woman in green. She had legs that were lean and they went all the way up to her butt. She was like a tall tree standing alone in one big meadow; strong and beginning to show form and function. I did not speak with her, there was no need. She looked at me and blew me away. For me to say a word would be a crime. I watched her as she elegantly walked by me. She smiled and raised her shades momentarily. She knew she was smoking and so did I. Why she appeared in that place at that time I do not know nor do I care. Even if it wasn't real it was real enough for me to never forget it. She wore a green business suit threaded specifically for her, and it fit beautifully.