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austin sometimes girl, (but not in attitude) with her headboard leaning in a light goes on above, "turn-about's fair play, isn't it"? she says she says and right more than not. it's nicest with all the hard laughs. so talks go on sometimes awhile. chinese anasazi bowls and whatnot, lovers dug up and sprayed with lysol little drummer boys and the bass player you're looking for the cold showers after honorary titles come down some little days are insatiable. giving to get is your favorite pass-time, seems like well, next to laughing, which is really, when you think about it, the best pass-time of all. you've got a few things down even without meaning to, which is magic of it's own and all your finest growths are on every side, a person, anyone worth oxygen would respect the hell out of. like you.
2004-07-16 | 8:19 a.m.
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