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Oct 2018
Shoulders touch . No body contact.
Lean in air kiss
Smooches.

Looking over your shoulder to see wassup.
Got a passion for high fashon
High concept gear.

Rubbing elbows with the overexposed
While turning up your nose at the great unwashed.
Oh My Gosh.

Wana be wana be
Turn around
Wanna be wanna be touch the ground.
Geno Cattouse
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Geno Cattouse  california
(california)   
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