Gluttony
La gourmandise nous perdra tous.
She burst into tears and ran from the kitchen. He knew she would lock herself in the bedroom and sulk until he had left the building. Then she would fill her quilvering palm with dozens of multicolored tablets and down them in a single gulp.
In a time of crisis, she could never resist her m & m’s.
in Armistead Maupin, More tales of the city.

Moi la première.
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