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These Melancholy Moments

Finally home from New York. That Sweet, Baby-faced Intimate Encounter Who Won’t Go Away picked me up from the airport and dropped me off. Like I said, he’s sweet. Eleven years too young for me, but sweet. And when I say … Lire la suite

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