swinging on a branch, equally far from heaven and earth
On my tombstone I would like a small, tasteful epitaphe that reads "she was the kind of woman you expect to see as the beautiful consort to the corrupt generalissimo of a collapsing Third World country. But didnt. And she also liked pigeons."
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