My favorite sisters and I hit up Dolce here in Atlanta for dinner.
I had mussels and water ( small portions keeps a small waist ).
They had lasagna and some fancy chicken and rice shit.
We talked. Talked. And Talked.
I told them what I wanted to be when I grew up.
They told me what they wanted to be when they grew up.
The End.m a r q u i s . p h i f e r
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