Okay, shortly after shorty arrived, I took her out, to show off my kind of town - Sinatra Style ... oh rubbish. But we happened upon a book store (I think it was Borders) on Oxford Street (See Graphic below).I made 'my intended' pose in front of a stall full of those familiar books - told her it would be for a cover idea of an essay about her - and she obliged me. Check back for a copy of this essay.
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