Dress

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Out of nowhere the woman slapped me. It hurt
like Hell, but I pretended it didn’t. “What
was that for?” I asked, calmly. “There was a red
mosquito on your neck,” she snickered. “Oh yeah?”
I said. “You have a little pearl jam on your…”

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