This is the living room of my house. The kitchen is directly behind. There a five big windows and the room get a wonderful cross breeze. I hand strands of Jasmin in the window and when the wind blow the house smells like a French hooker!
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Did you run off to India to start a brothel without me?!?! I didn't know you had an extra bedroom...wish I were there, maybe next time. You can run, but you can't hide from your Hooker past! XO
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