Once Lore and Micaela walked out, the house on tilbury hill became my place.
Somehow my life’s work of photography disappeared from MY PLACE without discussion or permission. Stolen out of my home. Fought for a month to get the dregs in a shoe box. Left behind were the wedding shower, wedding and honeymoon albums.
Lore also felt entitled to stop by my place uninvited and unannounced to get fucked. More precisely, she always preferred my cunning linguistics.
#women #DePalo
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