Nine blue girls

On the black seaside I found a blue girl. And then I discovered there were nine of them. The girls were turning from blue into blur. One on them was drinking coffee from a blury glass. Another one was wondering why newspapers weren’t written in blue. A third one was satisfied with being so blury that nobody could actually see what she was doing. The one next to her was so bored with this mistery – blur thing and she decided to look for more clearer things in the sky. A fifth one was looking at her blueself trough my camera and she was feeling more and more depressed. Of course, there were some of them who did nothing special. The oldest one felt like going on the north side of the beach and they all followed her.

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