) The defective parrot
there was a parrot in a pet shop and a man walked in
. .
. A dozen candelabras lit the room, and the orange glow danced on her immaculate flesh as she straddled the hapless painter. There were no stars out; the only light in the dark was Venice itself
) The defective parrot
there was a parrot in a pet shop and a man walked in
. .
. A dozen candelabras lit the room, and the orange glow danced on her immaculate flesh as she straddled the hapless painter. There were no stars out; the only light in the dark was Venice itself
) The defective parrot
there was a parrot in a pet shop and a man walked in
. .
. A dozen candelabras lit the room, and the orange glow danced on her immaculate flesh as she straddled the hapless painter. There were no stars out; the only light in the dark was Venice itself
