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of flypaper hanging on the walls floating in the air trapped in bathroom stalls. And every fly that whizzes by is intoxicated with my sweet perfume. But little do they know they're flying to their doom!
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Oct 16, 2023
Oct 16, 2023 at 6:28 AM UTC
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of flypaper hanging on the walls floating in the air trapped in bathroom stalls. And every fly that whizzes by is intoxicated with my sweet perfume. But little do they know they're flying to their doom!
SandyPoet
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60/F/Boston
Oct 16, 2023
Oct 16, 2023 at 6:28 AM UTC
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