Being Baba’s Daughter

Just discovered Baba and I have a lot more in common than I thought…we both tap the ash off our cigarettes when it is an inch long. It takes style, fellas. And Baba would be proud of me, if ony he knew…

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2 Responses

  1. [...] without that little “but” in between. That proud man who was good in everything he did. That strong man who could do everything, and look majestic riding his red [...]

  2. He probably knows. Parents always know. :)

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