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Politely, the drunken gentleman loosened the knots of my dress. His fingers were spiders and everywhere they bit, I burned.
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Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 4:51 AM UTC
Politely, the drunken gentleman
Politely, the drunken gentleman loosened the knots of my dress. His fingers were spiders and everywhere they bit, I burned.
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Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 4:51 AM UTC
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