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gracing the streets, with her pink stilleto and a pricy frappuccino— she barely sips they can't take their eyes off her, well, who would? even i, i can't. she has class and elegance, money, power— what else is missing? oh, i know, the reason i stared at her for a minute. i just can't forget, how unbothered she is when she threw the empty cup on the ground. i wonder why she doesn't use her bills to buy some manners? oh wait— i forgot-- that's not for sale.
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Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 1:11 AM UTC
not for sale
gracing the streets, with her pink stilleto and a pricy frappuccino— she barely sips they can't take their eyes off her, well, who would? even i, i can't. she has class and elegance, money, power— what else is missing? oh, i know, the reason i stared at her for a minute. i just can't forget, how unbothered she is when she threw the empty cup on the ground. i wonder why she doesn't use her bills to buy some manners? oh wait— i forgot-- that's not for sale.
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Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 1:11 AM UTC
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