Her eyes are red and puffy, but by God she’s half smiling. “Du rai pô-èm?” “If you want to call that a poem, then sure thing, I wrote a poem.” “Bét pô-èm.” Her eyes, still red, are laughing. “Bad? If you think you can do better, go at it, missy.”
— Aug 09, 2019 08:32PM
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