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The other night, Red and myself were in city centre observing the whacky towners. We sauntered down main street after leaving the Pub. A crowd of young women met us at the crosswalk. One of them caught my eye, as we crossed paths. She was wearing a very tight jersey and an even tighter short leather skirt. . . . → Read More: Knee in Mouth Monday, I managed to pack up more mementoes and odds and ends. In fact, I got so busy cleaning that the time just flew by. The closer I get to my big day, the faster time seems to vanish. I figured I’d go mad within two or three days of not working, but I’m dong better . . . → Read More: Forgetful Tuesday Jukebox |
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