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Not from Mardi Gras Matti I Hope

You rented a place on Bourbon Street? Oh, yes, in New Orleans, of course I did. The old man stared deeply into my eyes Not from Mardi Gras Matti, I hope! I burst out laughing and nodded my head. Yes, I did, I told him. She is so colorful! I loved her instantly! She has such charm. She is a voodoo priestess, he yelled. Then he cringed. I laughed at his silliness. I instantly fell in love with Mardi Gras Mattie. I was thrilled to rent her house. I imagine it will be as magical as she is.

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