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Bright yellow leaves. With little dogs sniffing around in them.

Yellow pillowcases, being dyed in my sink.

Pillows of cut offs and bits of felt from the vulvas. A mini (slow) production line.

Vaginaments. I need these.
My first Thai massage. So crack-y.

The loud cat that snuck in and gave me the vicious meow. And the following WhatsApps.