Monday, September 21, 2015

GIGOLO AND GIGOLETTE

Gigolo and Gigolette each stumble through the fog, calling out to each other, but they can see nothing. They grab with their hands, finding fur coats and fence posts, stray dogs and lamp posts, hubcaps and full moons and werewolves, but never each other. It's tough being a gigolo with no gigolette to hold at the close of the night.

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