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November 8, 2004
Kitt Johnson X-act
Slowly her fingers emerge from her shroud, their tips like tiny, vicious claws, her hands engendering subtle anatomical horrors that she places where her face should be. Village Voice 11/08/04Posted by at November 8, 2004 7:56 AM
