golly golly miss molly. I miss GSW. I miss unconditional love. I miss Santa Ana winds. I miss the sheen of baby oil on Yasemin and I. Turkish meatballs and rice pilaf. Fried fish. Rose jam. Oh god, remember climbin the walls? We were on no man's land. How I loved you, friend. I miss climbing trees. Catching raccoons with fish hooks.
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