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“Come here. And exhale some frost.”

“HHhhhhhhhhhh..”

“Watch, I’ll draw your lips in the glass, in the world. I’ll draw you in the frost. I’ll draw you a hot bath. Come’ere.”

“HHHhhhhhhhh … “

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Posted on Friday, 20 April
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