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Death, you are, contrary to popular belief, as hot as ever. I like the way it makes your cheeks pink.
Perhaps you could do me a deal with a pomegrante seed so I could go south to meet you face to face? Or will I be stuck passing messages through our antipodal Orpheus?
Perhaps it wasn't a poodle but your friendly doggies Anubus and Cerebus?
pat them on the head for me and throw them a (femer) bone,
Lola
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