I'm a bit paranoid, now--the catalog for dippy neopagan fucktarts, The Pyramid Collection, has a paisley-print article of clothing on every page. Is this pattern now associated with moon-addled cat-fanciers, rather than LSD-addled George Harrison-fanciers? I object strenuously.
Local woman finishes last summer dress of 2024
4 months ago
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