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Oct. 16th, 2001 11:22 amWith the cold nothern wind blowing, it gets chilly even in the sunlight. A beautiful day to stand with freshly dyed hair, eating a pomegranate on the balcony. Devouring the entire fruit, macerating the sweet tart seeds, speckled with juice while my black hair dried. Only my feet covered, in my blue velevet slippers with silver stars and black furry trim.
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