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18.9.08
Short stories
A sunny September morning on an island in the Caribbean, tender dialogue between young lovers who “font l’amour” on top of a chest of drawers in a hotel room:
2 comments:
Chest of drawers??? That's really rough terrain... Probably why the capote got cassée...
Well, the chest was at the end. Or so I've been told...
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