Alejandro Benitz Quotes
She scratched the wet tittle with her lunule, absentmindedly watching the crepuscular rays creep out of the morning rain clouds through the muntin, mouthing mondegreen with some radio tune stuck in her head. The sweet petrichor wafted to her desk from the asphalt. Musing what to write in her improving life skeuomorph next she played with the ferrule on her purlicue. She reminisced about this morning -- seeing that jiggling gynecomatia shirtless mShare Image
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