C.C.: Monday. Singles Club.

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Friday, December 4, 2009

Monday. Singles Club.

They shook hands and sat upon a seat. His hat was green, his suit was grey.. If they could click it would be sweet. Could they find something this way that destiny would let them share? She had wondered what to wear. She had needed to impress. A little overweight might prove an advantage to her... Sign in to see full entry.

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