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Laurel Lady

after work we gather for a bit of flute playing and dancing I am tired after work, I begged off several times They stopped inviting me. my grandmother was disappointed She wants me to be popular you really should try it, she said she was a dancer, she is tall, not a gnome like me I lie about my height saying I am five foot two and a half I am actually five one and three quarters it is a weird thing to lie about, but it works for me finally I broke down curious to see what had bonded my co-workers they were always giving sly looks and laughing like they had private jokes because they did they were glad to include me I had a two drinks which is way over my tolerance limit these pink ladies uninhibited me. there was instant equanimity between us I put a laurel on my head and danced my heels off it only happened once, but it helped me to be included forever after.

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Date: 9/29/2024 10:45:00 AM
love this, caren! i can just picture you dancing, with the laurel on your head...
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 10/5/2024 1:26:00 PM
me too and a hat with goat horns

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