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"I wish I had a cigarette." The man as he looked down at his half empty glass of whiskey at the bar in Paisley Town Little did he know what that dear cigarette was bound to be In the form of a strawberry blonde no older than twenty-three - J.S.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 11:42 PM UTC
Cigarette Lady
"I wish I had a cigarette." The man as he looked down at his half empty glass of whiskey at the bar in Paisley Town Little did he know what that dear cigarette was bound to be In the form of a strawberry blonde no older than twenty-three - J.S.
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Mar 24, 2014 at 11:42 PM UTC
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