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mentally? i’m in a 1920s jazz club with pearls around my neck and a feather in my hair, dressed as a flapper girl with a glass of champagne in my hand talking to one of my many lovers about my various adventures

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“Ooh look at the moon!”

— me any time I see the moon

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“ You loved me the other day. You wanted me to sit beside you…Didn’t I feel it- didn’t I know? There’s something between us - a sort of pull. Something you always do to me and I to you.“

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Utah