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Love isn't always magic. But if I offered my body to the magician, if I told him to cut me in half so after that I could come to you whole and ask for you back would you listen for this dark alley love song? For the winter we heated our home from the steam off our own bodies?

Andrea Gibson

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Andrea Gibson
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: August 13
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