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...I met at Les Bains Douches, Paris, 1988. She wore a dress made of safety pins and said she'd been dead for three years.
We danced until sunrise. She bit my lip so hard I tasted copper for a week.
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...I met at Les Bains Douches, Paris, 1988. She wore a dress made of safety pins and said she'd been dead for three years.
We danced until sunrise. She bit my lip so hard I tasted copper for a week.
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