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Jan 2018
She carries a tidy mess of contradictions in her bag.

you’ll notice her reach in for her perfumes every so often.
Her preferred scents are simplicity and love and she will spritz her magic when she pleases,always over doing it, as she does.  

But it’s her swift strokes of coldness when applying the colours of her complexities which is quite unexpected,but, as soon as you show her that she doesn’t need to apply these things, she simply places them back into her bag.
GJW
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GJW  39/F
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       --- and Surbhi Dadhich
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