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Her Way

smoked thin cigars with coffee. men were of no significance,however her early sculpting career made her appreciate the erotic placement of a woman's body. you found her anywhere the wind blew and jazz music played. she was a runaway at 12 and a model at 16..... Mother France loved her. known for her slap fights on Paris runways Fuchianita would never be upstaged . it's human nature to desire what you cannot have, you could never have or ever posses Fuchianita. if you held ice in your hand then you knew her love if you remember summer you knew her passion but........... you could only remember her,during a storm.

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