Shopper. Suddenly she was there like a pulse in a straight line of emotion. How could she have entered through the low clouds of a supermarket doorway? Perhaps she was searching unwisely through those who trawled their lives away, searching for cheaper fish next to, the frozen lamb chops? Her auburn... Sign in to see full entry.
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