awlxaĺan (awl)'s status on Tuesday, 09-Dec-14 02:37:51 UTC
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She had curly blonde hair that shone in the dim light the streetlamps offered outside of my humble office tucked away in some dilapidated building on a dingy corner of a dirty street in Frisco. Wearing a flowing shiny red dress with a long skirt and you could still tell her legs went all the way to Portland. I could tell from the moment she walked in, flashing those deep ocean-blue eyes into my own gaze and pursing those ruby-red lips, she was thinking one thing.
"Where is the bepis"
