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At that moment, her no-breasts bloomed substantially since their outline was all foam rubber fortified. Only one small detail, the two cups reserved for her nonexistent flesh, echoed hollowly. If they were actual caves (well, they were, sort of), voices would reverberate.
Suzanne V. Tanner, MBA
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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I SO relate!!!! :) :) :)
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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