Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks
when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement
I believe this has caused alarm. One must get in tune with T's dark sense of humor. She's literal with the input, but way figurative with the output. Closet poet with misanthropic tendencies who can't live without a spell checking program.
I use the same program when dealing with witches.
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