Reach for the clover

You´ve come so far. You push up and prop yourself on the woman´s shoulders, almost as if you were piggybacking off her. {if Ropa = 3} The crowd gasps, ifnude wherever they do at your feat of athleticism or because you just mooned them all is anyone´s guess. You blush regardless.{endif}{if Ropa = 0} The crowd gasps, ifnude wherever they do at your feat of athleticism or because you just mooned them all is anyone´s guess. You blush regardless.{endif}

The clover is at your fingertips. You reach for it just as another gust of wind blows it away. This time, you see that it´s been carried to a …massage parlor? In any case, it´s no longer on the statue. You drop down with a splash. The bystanders aren´t happy with you, but they don´t seem to be doing anything about it either.