How was my weekend in Fire Island?
Bah. If you saw me in a box cut bath suit, wouldn't you say hey?
I never want to go to that Island again unless I'm financially invited or I am older. Bah.
Sunday, June 8
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Like an Iguana at the end of its rope, so are the days of my life...
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