

Prose: I Miss YouI Miss You I got back from my vacation. It was ok. There were whores with tiny little dresses, people who practically threw little cards of naked women at you, smoke practically made up the atmosphere, poor skinny old men begged for change on corners, and nearly everyone had an alcoholic beverage or cigarettes. Sin City. This was not my town and I missed you. I could not do anything practically. All I saw was gambling and drinking and frumpy old women jumping up and down when they won something big. Nobody ever looked at me for I was nothing compared to all the other girls. I stared at my feet and studied tProse: I Miss You
I´m glad that you like
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/Sandra.
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Your the greatest babe,
perfections and imperfections,
I love you Leon,
Ill love you and be with you to the end of all ends,
and though the birth of all births.
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"If you tried hard enough, you could probably fly with CSS."
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