Cast: Bonnie Day
Bonnie Date is sitting in the inky on a unemotional, metal rasp. It’s dreadful. It’s revolting. Her butt griefs from the harsh. Her chap impairs from the metal choke in her beak. Her wrists plus ankles detriment from the large hampers that are holding them, also the concatenations that hinge from those. It’s uneasy. It’s uncomfortable. It’s her biography.
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