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The night was a rush of steaming pasta, wet irises, Italian leathers, swaddled...
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Francesca Lia Block
Book:
I Was a Teenage Fairy
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The night was a rush of steaming pasta, wet irises, Italian leathers, swaddled beggars, skulking boys, sulking girls, garbage piles, pretzel vendors.
( Francesca Lia Block )
[ I Was a Teenage Fairy ]
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