On a corner table of the new Sorbonne, I begin the clearing of emotions shared night.
Anecdote for the smile: a place me in the library literature department, has installed a young woman who sniffs damn armpits. The idea of wilderness, open nasal, has just taken a new dimension.
yours are licking those of the day I almost raised my heart. It fascinates me how a girl can she breathe the old goat like this?
After strolling zoo, I gladly return to your dens scented ... where the flavor carnal wife hell enjoyable ... The transient voltage metaphysical work. (October 22, 1996)
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