Where the sidewalk ends

New Orleans LA

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You were following me down the sidewalk… High heels white alpaca fur sweater loud movements big herminie purse, le sigh. What a dream. I thought you would never leave me, then you took a hard right into a store I couldn’t go in… not my style, definitely not because I was caught shoplifting a pair of sassy pants there and they banned me for life, but I may never be closely followed by you again.. but one can dream can’t he?