Two seconds later, she let her right hand slip off that traffic light pole, and the last anyone saw of Janine, she was wafting lazily over the Hyatt Regency on 5th.
"Sure, I whistle far and wee, but who you calling little, lame, or a man?"
Ninety-ninered balloonsfloating in my living room . . .
Tourists are so cute, trying to hail a cab.
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Two seconds later, she let her right hand slip off that traffic light pole, and the last anyone saw of Janine, she was wafting lazily over the Hyatt Regency on 5th.
"Sure, I whistle far and wee, but who you calling little, lame, or a man?"
Ninety-nine
red balloons
floating in my living room . . .
Tourists are so cute, trying to hail a cab.
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