Weathered Comforts: Giggle Juice Persuasion

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Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Giggle Juice Persuasion

“The bottom of a bottle is no place for a lady,” he said. “What gave you the impression that I’m a lady?” I tore my gown so long ago, and here I am in shambles. How can a lady walk a straight line when all roads traveled are bent and twisted and lined with debris? I lost my crown somewhere along the... Sign in to see full entry.

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