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Posted on December 22, 2024 | Leave a comment

Peters started spouting off movie reviews. Our seance interrupted, I heard the crash And ran to you in black socks. Your friend shook and shook and stuttered with a vampire kiss But you had already gone home. It’s Innsbruck all over again, but this time there is a cross. For Srta. Marchán

 

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