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…wing or asking for a tip, and I’d catch a whiff of her perfume, some musky scent that drove me mad. Her eyes spoke of something I wasn’t able to place… innocence mixed with a hint of mischief, perhaps.
Juniper Less
🦋 Marie A. Rebelle
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🦋 Writer of raw, open, honest fact & fiction - always about life. | Owner: Serial Stories & The Patient's Voice | Editor: Tantalizing Tales 🦋
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