Heart-shaped shades and pouting lips ready for the kill A webbing gown and some denim under, good old John sang “imagine” I can’t believe the bottle is only water, looks like some love philtre Magic is on the way, you bump into goddesses at the door of every bar Photo Hugh Ardoin The Galleries
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