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I know her from walking my dog and chatting. She's all I want. It's the short dark grey dress and her tattoo on her thigh and her ankles, no one is like her.
She isn't hostile or evil to me like all the other local girls. Her affect upon me is more than my ex wife. Astronomical. I must buy her some flowers.
My dear angel...
Thursday 29th August 2013 12:35 am
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