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Baby that just ain’t your way

‚ÄěThere was this woman. Tall, blonde (of course), lovely curved red stained lips with a light spot on the right side. The rest was all necklace, jeans, boots and some abundant baggage in the front, if you know what I mean. She moved easily, lambent curves, soft hips, tight muscles, a dream of a woman. […]

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The sign of the crow

Oh those evil evil crows! They are here again. Everywhere. One. Two. Three. Many. Oh so many! What’s with them gathering in nowhere land? Attending black magic festivities, orgies, sacrifices, watching movies, nibbling popcorn? Are they normal? As opposed to me? They are always here. Same spot. You could adjust all variables of the world […]

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