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A clandestine rendezvous of sorts…Bub brought his bottles and guitar, I brought my charm and natural hair and together we tinkered and wrote and drank and ate and walked and played and left each other even more bewildered than before.
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Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 7:22 PM UTC
A Rendezvous of Sorts
A clandestine rendezvous of sorts…Bub brought his bottles and guitar, I brought my charm and natural hair and together we tinkered and wrote and drank and ate and walked and played and left each other even more bewildered than before.
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Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 7:22 PM UTC
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