thick ankles

when i think about living in paris for a good long while, i smile.
the idea makes me happy.

and then, i see the ankles of the old women as they shuffle in front of me down the rue. these women don't have ankles. their legs simply turn into feet. and the majority of older women (and i mean past retirement older) seem to wear dresses and skirts. maybe the men have no ankles either, but since their lack of ankles are hidden by trousers (NOT PANTS!) no one really notices.

it's rather frightening.