A mermaid muse with sapphire eyebrows plays her hand of cards slowly. She peels every face card from the protection of her chest. Alternative jazz plays as her theme song.
The lines around her mouth tell tales without her moving her lips. This siren needs no passing ship, as she has already lured hundreds of sailors. She speaks with their tongues. She watches with hungry goldfish eyes.
9:48 p.m. - 2015-12-17
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