Do Wah Diddy by nsbnina

There he was just a’ walking down the street. Prancing like a purple sparkle pony, with an eagle feather tucked into the snakeskin band of his forest-green felt fedora hat and high-shine steel-toed leather boots. There she stood, like she did every night, at the corner of Hollywood and Vine, in a white leather miniskirt...

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