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Old crone owl eyes specs rested upon mushroom nose. Nice gray gal; the library would be less dusty without her but as a fixture she is a talking point. Kids whisper and giggle, she just stamps their books with a wink knows what they think, and smiles recalling when she had hot and heavy sex across this very desk. A long ago story, one she will never tell, though she has filed it away in an aisle in her mind in an alphabetical way, and when not too busy she reads it most carefully almost every day.

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Date: 10/12/2022 8:18:00 PM
You gotta love this librarian! Elizabeth
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