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[ducknamedpumba]

Sth, I know that woman. She used to live with a flock of birds on Lenox Avenue. Know her husband, too. He fell for an eighteen-year-old girl with one of those deepdown, spooky loves that made him so sad and happy he shot her just to keep the feeling going. When the woman, her name is Violet, went to the funeral to see the girl and to cut her dead

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[ducknamedpumba]

I agree. Here is a little taste, though it's my camera phone and you don't get an idea of how glorious it looks in the light:



Remember, kids: Don't do d6(e1)c1. It doesn't matter what the cool kids are doing, it doesn't matter if they tell you they can just cap the J...just don't do it, the end isn't pretty. Hugs, not d6(e1)c1.