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Basil, paprika, cold Hungarian goulash, bleu cheese and stale cinnamon coffee cake dominate the taste of  your mouth and skin; it’s not because you are slovenly that pulls me into you, I am alone.
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Dec 21, 2016
Dec 21, 2016 at 9:09 AM UTC
Thirty four words on desire
Basil, paprika, cold Hungarian goulash, bleu cheese and stale cinnamon coffee cake dominate the taste of  your mouth and skin; it’s not because you are slovenly that pulls me into you, I am alone.
doug-potter
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Dec 21, 2016
Dec 21, 2016 at 9:09 AM UTC
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