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Cherry

Rememberings

We were in France Pont St. Pierre.
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The Virgin's Tale

“I’m going to have a kid, Jo, and it’s written on your face; at worst, I’ve been unfaithful...
Cherry

The Night Before the Morning After...

He asks, should we, perhaps, have an early night?

Brown-Skinned Boy...

Lead me to that place where happy endings never end...
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Cherry

Woman in Blue

You glimpse her from a window, merely for a second...

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