Her father was a neurologist. They laughed together at any predestinatory prerogative of her mother’s, or the alternative paternal one—to be expected to become a doctor! Poking around in people’s brains? They nudged each other with more laughter at the daughter’s distaste.
Karl Bloggerfeld
I put this stuff here because i'd forget it otherwise.
I'll still give you a makeover if you want one.
alexandra.reisner@gmail.com
I'll still give you a makeover if you want one.
alexandra.reisner@gmail.com
September 30, 2009