" Men like me because I don`t wear a brassiere. Women like me because I don`t look like a girl who would steal a husband. At least not for long." Jean Harlow
10.9.10
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Once upon a time, on the North Shore of Long Island, not far from New York, there was a quaint house.With lots of woods and gardens to get lost in. On these grounds lived a small girl. And life was pleasant there and very, very simple. But, then one day, the girl grew up and went beyond the walls of the grounds and found the world.
I am catching up. I think one of these days you might return my phone calls. Are you in only child mode love?
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