What the heck was going on in that moment the shutter snapped? Maybe she had a flashback to the evening before when she was high as a kite and dancing with a dog? French kissing a dog?
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This blog is a hodge podge of anything I happen to feel like writing or sharing. Enzo is short for Vincenzo, my birth name. Feel free to comment if you're so inclined. Or even if you're not leaning.
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