Wednesday, 3 August 2016

Fort Niagara Lighthouse, Youngstown, New York

It seemed that Maxine and I were intended to be alone. I carried an image of some boy my grandmother knew around along with me. I pretended to all unsuspecting those that this boy was actually my dude. But Maxine knew me like no a lot of. She knew I did canrrrt you create a date.

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