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So, how does moi pose in a goth club??
Provocatively, of course
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The atmosphere
simply dripped of
gothic gloom, but at
least there was a well
stocked bar to relieve
the doom and despair
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But what of Miss R?
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Well, suffice to say that initial corset problems were overcome
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....only to be replaced by temporary pump problems
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-luckily resolved
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and soon she and moi were in the putrefying inner
sanctum of the decayed edifice again (Goths talk that
way), posing for the obligatory (?) fountain shots
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After a while, it was time to leave the p.i.s. of the d.e.
(see above) for some sight seeing. After all, moi
found moi's self just off Hollywood Boulevard
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Moi standing across the street from Musso
and Frank Grill, the oldest restaurant in
Hollywood (no comments about how
appropriate that is - just focus on the legs)
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Then off to the Lodge, followed by Yukon to round out the night
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And now that moi is
just ready to eat, you
will now have to
return to the
Photopage List.
What's that moi
hears? Moi is missing
something? Moi
doesn't think so.
"But, but, but..." you
stammer. Oh wait -
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