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Modern Literature
She nestled against the two strong arms that held her. She pressed her flushed cheek against the smooth skin-so near-so tan-so glowing.
“How handsome!” she cried, her eyes noting the fine straight back, the sturdy, well-shaped legs.
“How handsome!” she repeated. “I adore a leather upholstered chair.”
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Flapper Blues
Ain’t no use of living, nothing gained,
Ain’t no use of eating just pain,