The Sated One
It sits at the end of our street, every day waiting. I saw today that it's lips and teeth were red and, in spite of the snow and ice, I knew it had been satisfied.
Read more...It sits at the end of our street, every day waiting. I saw today that it's lips and teeth were red and, in spite of the snow and ice, I knew it had been satisfied.
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