We check each other out. Her cream and mint salwar-kameez is conservatively muted with fine emblem work that I have never seen in the popular clothing stores that I frequent in India. I’m wearing a…
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enter tinkerbell
Once upon a time, in the Caribbean waters on the coast of Honduras, where the water and sky constantly compete in an indiscernible photo finish for the definition of turquoise, I was working as a…