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[celticidal]

An old man crossed my path outside. In reference to my skirt, he said,

"Give it a twirl."

I did. He said,

"You're an elegant young lady. I didn't think made 'em like that anymore. Don't dirty your skirt".

I knew what he meant. Maybe I think too much into things, but I pictured him coming home from the war, long ago.
Going to the Cotton Club when it

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[hungryjane]

I think you have a good point there.

[mydoseofhatred]

Oh C.J., your articulation is soothing. How are you?