Mariah

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She had, lately, been fucking with her face, first with some Botox that added pleasantly, he thought, to her Presbyterian remove. But then, more recently, she’d started injecting filler into various regions, puffing out her nasolabial folds, which necessitated then that she inject some into her cheeks so that they’d have dimension. The difference was subtle; she did not yet look like the amphibian version of a fish-woman that so many women in this town looked like by their late forties; she was still just in her early thirties, after all. But he feared she was headed there, since, judging by a ...more
Long Island Compromise
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