the voodoo queen

came up from some dark bayou with a grisgris bag, a mysteriously heavy and battered old steamer trunk and not a single mosquito bite. we don't ask what her pockets are full of, but she always smells pleasantly of wax and very old dirt. as for her trunk, we keep quiet about that, but one couldn't help but notice ether's mysterious appearance later that night

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Uploaded on August 3, 2011
Taken on August 3, 2011