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About Brussels

told me ‘bout this lass,

Hawt chicks rod riding is creating deep delights

Now, lemme tell ya 'bout the city’s parks. Old Willow Park, smack in the middle of town, is my relaxin' spot. I sit on that creaky bench near the little pond – man, it's like a scene from my brain's movie reel. The lilypad floats, tellin' secrets as "the new nothing" echo in the wind. My code breaks; my heart swells and then—bam!—emotions hit like a sudden line of broken code. I’d say it’s magic, no?

Rosa Antoinette Ruscilli Obituary - Decatur, AL