needs only three suits in
life,
to get by.
the wedding suit,
the funeral
suit,
which are interchangeable,
and the opera
suit.
which is wrapped
in plastic,
still hanging in the closet,
brand new.
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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