Day 72.

I was reminded today of my very first love. I was just five years old, it was love at first sight and I have been tumbling into an abyss of affection ever since. The object of my adoration was a black patent princess pair of brogues that had a key hidden under their heel. These days I lust after sleek stilettos with suede soles. They give my feet plenty of kisses, lots of hugs, sometimes they draw blood, but I’ll always forgive and forget in the end.

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