(copied from my www.spooky-momma.blogspot.com account - written yesterday, April 1)
Today is our anniversary. Three years ago, I met my love, my support, my best friend, my partner-in-crime, my hairbrained-scheme companion at the Greyhound bus station that was two blocks down the street from my tiny, roach-infested apartment.
He was wearing knee-high
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