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Post by maya on Aug 1, 2011 16:01:43 GMT -5
one of the perks of working for a fashion magazine was the traveling. maya got free trips anywhere she wanted if she had a legit reason or report that she could do. like right then, maya was spending time at venice beach so she could get a report on end of the season summer shopping. she sat on a bench with her finely tanned legs curled up as if she was back in kindergarten again, taking notes on different things going on. the boardwalk was calling her name, all of the stores with sales just begging for her to go in to. another good thing about the job -- the pay. maya slipped her sandals on and headed up to the boardwalk, walking along, window shopping as she walked along.
venice beach, california was one of the most popular beaches that she’d ever been to. a lot of the people she saw there were from bluewater, enjoying a day there to get away from the drama of bluewater. maya had no complaints about the city; she’d never really had problems. then again, she was usually too wrapped up in work to bother with getting caught up in drama. she heard people complain a lot, but she never actually dealt with it herself. maya was fairly happy with life.
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