Just sayin'...

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Putting on my shoes, getting dollars....
 
She wasn’t convinced there was anyone that understood the depth of her appetite.
The way she had once starved.
The way her tastes evolved when given just a bite.
The way she could voraciously devour and be devoured relentlessly.
Her palate was particular, not for the weak.
She could fast forever waiting for exactly what she craved.
 
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