misswhistle
when i sing she doesn't care; when i whistle she looks at me expectantly
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Wednesday, October 17, 2007
fordham
We are at the first stop of the day, Fordham, surrounded by pale-faced, un-made-up Catholic girls and I could almost swear I am looking at a Burne-Jones window in the admissions office.
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