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K and M
Sitting in a tree
K.I.S.T.I.N.G…
“That’s kisting !”, we all shout at Joanne, whose sitting in the back of Martin’s car en route to Anne’s.
“I don’t care, that’s how I sing it”, is the reply as we pull up for an evening of presents, champagne, pizza and pasta and some Serbian plum brandy….
