one set of labels complete:
and
air pouring through open windows on the freeway,
sand stuck to my ankles,
bottom of my dress wet with ocean water,
salt in my hair,
sun on my skin,
Lilly's pork tacos
(& spontaneous costumery & records & manhattans till 4 a.m. this morning)
i was forced to wonder:
does it get any better than this
((( ? )))
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