SCOOTER TRAMP SCOTTY MEETS MEXICAN MONEY
The bedroom was plush, and the luxury it offered undeniable. I sat alone at my desk poking at computer keys in an effort to produce something worthy of print. The servants would be knocking soon. By now they knew how I took coffee and eggs and no longer had call to inquire before delivery. Dressed […]
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