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Originally Posted by beppe
Lunch. Steamed spinaches, tuna fish out of the can. Gunpowder tea. Virtue wears a loose dress buttoned high under the neck, ankle length and long sleeves. A large beret over her hair and big black sunglasses. She could have ruby lips, but they are hidden by her gloved hand. No perfume. Nothing. Not even posture. Virtue.
In which there is a little skin  |
Beppe, you make virtue almost look booring
Tell us about the rewards of being virtuous (just in case there are any).
On my plate: some goat cheese. I don't lunch normally.