escape

by The Lingernots

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Something bout Decembers just make me want to escape to somewhere sunny like a white washed clay rooftop in Marrakech where it smells like honey and skunky hash, cinnamon and goat milk and we would wear curly toed leather slippers with bells and embroidery and silk robes that float in the desert air and the stars would twinkle all night.

But Vegas will have to do 😉

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