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Date Posted: 22:54:37 01/14/04 Wed
Author: Trista
Subject: She motioned for him to sit, and questioned. "So, how do you like it here?"
In reply to: Trista 's message, "She placed the bags on one of the burgundy couches, and motioned for Luc' to place her other bags with them. Petite one sat on a seat, and took off her heels. They had been killing her for the last hour, but she knew that beauty was pain. "Grazie."" on 22:27:57 01/14/04 Wed


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  • /he sat down, but never competely relaxed/ it is okay..it's muggy unlike the pure air of the other city.. /he replied/ you? (NT) -- Lucias, 23:00:05 01/14/04 Wed
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