I am a New Englander, a Southerner, my own woman, Rex's daughter, a quivering mass of contradictions. Nothing here means any more or less than you want it to mean. This and a buck fifty will get you coffee. But it's me. And I really like that.
Little did she know the cab driver was a mendicant witch doctor with a penchant for women's shoes and tequila. As the ride to the non-specified destination wore on and on, she realized there was no way she was going to get out of that car without sacrificing last season's Prada pumps. More next week. same time, same channel...
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I love it.
I love the adventure of another person's life, in our mind, with just a snippet.
GNightGirl ~ It's like an audial photograph, isn't it???? No wonder you appreciate it so.
Little did she know the cab driver was a mendicant witch doctor with a penchant for women's shoes and tequila. As the ride to the non-specified destination wore on and on, she realized there was no way she was going to get out of that car without sacrificing last season's Prada pumps. More next week. same time, same channel...
GOML! ~ The saxaphone was back, setting the mood. You might not be far off. It is New Orleans, after all.
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