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[Hi. My name is Margot Sullivan and I'm a dick.
She's lounging on the front porch with a cup of coffee and a very empty dime bag. She's not even drinking the coffee, just feeling as the contents grow cold, every once in a while idly moving the small bag to another patch of sunlight as she tries to make it more visible streetwise, a twisted smile on her face.
Why are you friends with her again, Netherlands?]
She's lounging on the front porch with a cup of coffee and a very empty dime bag. She's not even drinking the coffee, just feeling as the contents grow cold, every once in a while idly moving the small bag to another patch of sunlight as she tries to make it more visible streetwise, a twisted smile on her face.
Why are you friends with her again, Netherlands?]