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Post by jesslewis on May 27, 2014 13:27:10 GMT 8
Country turned City girl with electric pets.
Headphones into laptop into disk drive into Pulp Fiction. One splattered brain and oozing overdose coming right up.
Maureen. Stranger. White hair. Deaf in the right ear, looking on with delight. The perfect travel companion. Finally, arrival. An embrace that is sublime and suffocating. The weekend adventure begins…
Wigs, pearl necklaces, animal vests, floral dresses, fake noses, Dolly Parton, Roy Orbison, giggling, crooning, walking, delight!
Tomorrow we’ll visit the wooden toy store, he says. Sounds great, I answer. Can I wear your pearls?
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