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Midnight Date At Harry's -- June 1962

MIDNIGHT DATE AT HARRY'S -- June 1962 I know you're laughing. Sittin there on that strait back chair laughing laughing laughing. Hey! Psssstttt....Maria.... you wanta see some dirty postcards? Maria Mia when did you move to Italy? What's it gonna be, he or me? I seen you down to the market square lookin like a five hundred lire lady shopping for sweet potato(e)s. Merci! No, I mean Grazie! I remember when we did Florence Your mama was so hot they almost shut down Harrys. Remember that big Madamoiselle with herself spread all over the table? Remember, huh? Remember? She said she was French but you sure pulled her cord quick didn't you? She didn't even finish her gambretti cocktail! And then that night that night it was the Pensione Piave I know it was dear me where does the time go. your loving and devoted servant Luigi. ps: are you still laughing? Ciao.

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Date: 11/1/2011 7:36:00 PM
Interesting one, Veebdosa, I like the way it is so conversational.
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Date: 11/1/2011 5:30:00 PM
I guess it goes wherever the laughing does? Am laughing, thanks, namaste~N
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