Sylvia grabs my sleeve. “He’s a looker.”“I know. The problem is, he knows it, too.
Sylvia grabs my sleeve. “He’s a looker.”“I know. The problem is, he knows it, too.
Sylvia grabs my sleeve. “He’s a looker.”“I know. The problem is, he knows it, too.
Sylvia grabs my sleeve. “He’s a looker.”“I know. The problem is, he knows it, too.
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