The Unsecret Dialogue Chronicles of S and J: Old Photos. Page Two

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Mocking Bird Down

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01kgrhqrhye1fhtyejibngwbyiznw0_3J was most pissed at me for getting us arrested. Our fake names turned out to belong to people who actually frequented the underground poker den / brothel that we were attempting to have a good time in. It was quite frankly, a waste of wigs, a waste of make up, and a general waste of a perfectly well thought out evening. But she was cheered to see that my mug shot was not nearly as pretty as hers.

Mugshots of Prostitutes of Montreal from the 1940's (6)It was implied that we were prostitutes. Which, was understandable, given that we were flashing our legs at passers by. but not a situation we could easily explain our way out of. But I just reminded J of when we were kids, and the awful things she made me do. So in my mind we were even.

just-masksLike the Halloween she insisted that there was such a…

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