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The strings come to life, flying out of my bra and swinging me through the crowd like a wanna-be, poor man’s spider-girl in Ghost Buster underwear. Wrecking Ball pops into my head, and I can almost imagine Anna singing it to me in this moment.
Gypsy Moon (All The Pretty Monsters, #4)
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