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About a week after I went out on the abandoned railway, here's another little vacation. (No shoes on me…need I say that again?)

I control my strength, which has completely returned but I still haven't forgotten that that spot on my perfect bare foot tried to betray me a few days ago!

I actually still feel a little twinge of pain in my naked sole, but... somehow it makes me even stronger! I'm not sure how to explain the mechanism to all of you: walking on stones I go to look for the precise point, I tease it, I feel that little pain coming, I carry even more weight, I feel the stones entering, I think "a few days ago, with the immensely more painful version of you, I walked on a railway, I danced on the stones, I walked on gravel in the night totally drained of my strengths and with my pride torn for having been photographed, for the first time in my life by a stranger, in a moment of weakness, which made vulnerable in my self confidence too ... ...and all this didn't beat me! ... so what do you think you can do to me, little pain?... you just make my foot feel even more naked, you just remind me who I am, the queen of bare feet!" ...and I feel even stronger than I usually do!

One important thing, I want to reassure you all: I didn't hurt that defenseless little piece of iron too much, with my naked muscles.

Stay tuned for the small gallery of this holiday!

Description
About a week after I went out on the abandoned railway, here's another little vacation. (No shoes on me…need I say that again?)

I control my strength, which has completely returned but I still haven't forgotten that that spot on my perfect bare foot tried to betray me a few days ago!

I actually still feel a little twinge of pain in my naked sole, but... somehow it makes me even stronger! I'm not sure how to explain the mechanism to all of you: walking on stones I go to look for the precise point, I tease it, I feel that little pain coming, I carry even more weight, I feel the stones entering, I think "a few days ago, with the immensely more painful version of you, I walked on a railway, I danced on the stones, I walked on gravel in the night totally drained of my strengths and with my pride torn for having been photographed, for the first time in my life by a stranger, in a moment of weakness, which made vulnerable in my self confidence too ... ...and all this didn't beat me! ... so what do you think you can do to me, little pain?... you just make my foot feel even more naked, you just remind me who I am, the queen of bare feet!" ...and I feel even stronger than I usually do!

One important thing, I want to reassure you all: I didn't hurt that defenseless little piece of iron too much, with my naked muscles.

Stay tuned for the small gallery of this holiday!