Great Aunt Tillie and The Lesser Aunt Tillie
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Tuesday, April 10, 2018
Itinerary
Yesterday...? She shot chez Che.
Today...? Chez Cher (Perchance chez Charo.)
"Shoots are so for shit," you say...?
So: where shall she sashay tomorrow...?
Today...? Chez Cher (Perchance chez Charo.)
"Shoots are so for shit," you say...?
So: where shall she sashay tomorrow...?
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