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A spectacle,she is, lacking gravitas

by k-balachandran

Quite enticing, plush she is a spectacle, all the same lacking substance and depth. A coffee table book everyone who is someone, curiously grab, turn the pages in a jiffy, just to feel the gloss eye the seductive shine ogle the ostentation, and caress the pictures in opulent colors, then, let go quick without any qualms. Throw it back on the table with a resounding thud in no time and leave without even looking back once!
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Feb 5, 2016
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#affair#momentary#fling
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