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Keeping A Stiff Upper Lip
Rigor mortis does a fine job of it.
Friday, February 04, 2005
Blush.
The clerk at the post office has rouged two magenta circles onto the apples of her cheeks, reminding me, for some reason, of Olive Oyl.
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