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The rosy-cheeked captured between metal sculptures that are positioned properly, feng shui. Mistaking the pseudo-corridor as a route to the restroom, embarrassing herself in a new culture, growing uneasy, gathering steam on cheek. Snickering from elders loosen up her ****** lines, realigning the room. Guided back to her seating space, ease comes more naturally. Meals as important and the affection she shares with him, making her a cartographer, mapping love and territory unknown, especially this family space.
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:23 AM UTC
Feng Shui