"I tell people all the time I want to be buried naked. I know there will be a store where I'm going."
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posted by fabulous girl at
3:08 PM
Picture it, a slightly chilly morning on the African savannah, looking out over the rim of the coulee the sun just peeks out over the horizon, warm, glowing. Through the mist, a silhouette in the distance, just forming, tugs your breath right out of your chest. As it comes into focus, you know it is she. Beautiful, of course. Brilliant, to be sure. Poised, needless to say. And very, very well-dressed. You are in the fabulous girl's world, now.
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