04t06t04 Pink Model. I saw the woman in the pink hat. She looked thoughtful and was looking towards me. I stopped, hoping that I was in my invisible mode. I turned and crept back to my stiff reeds. Irrationally I would have liked to paddle, splash back up to the cold consequences. I could have... Sign in to see full entry.
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