I want a red dress.I want it flimsy and cheap,I want it too tight, I want to wear ituntil someone tears it off me.I want it sleeveless and backless,this dress, so no one has to guesswhat’s underneath. I want to walk downthe street past Thrifty’s and the hardware storewith all those keys glittering in the window,past Mr. and Mrs. Wong
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