babesonbikes: On Tuesday we went to the little brasserie in the village. Everyone spoke Greek; the table coth smelled of spilt gin. Mandy was feeling down. Neither of us mentioned Peterson. Cockhead. fthisnoise:

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On Tuesday we went to the little brasserie in the village. Everyone spoke Greek; the table coth smelled of spilt gin. Mandy was feeling down. Neither of us mentioned Peterson. Cockhead.

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