“She is French”

I am sitting with Jararenk (a fake name I will be using as a reference to my close friend) on the balcony, chilling like ice cubes in a gin-basil summer drink. Then, one of Jararenk’s hidden friends comes in. Jararenk would most of the time introduce me as the French girl (not the type used … Continue reading “She is French”

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