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The Age of Beauty

Preening into her hand-held mirror frowning, lost utterly in self: beauty, shimmering and taut While in the crook of her arm, blinking and touching his reflection, lips curved in pleasurable disbelief a baby’s first look at self- ‘booty’ must be … Continue reading

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