Title: "All The World's a Dollhouse"
Round and round, round and round.
I coasted down the narrow path, standing hard on my brakes when I reached the door.
When I was eleven, I thought of my bike as that pony I had always wanted, the tassels on her handles waving in the wind like a long, trailing tail. Like any proper horse, she had a name. Abigail
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Same diff ;)
Really lovely snapshot from a childhood.
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