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dear lucksmiths
i have loved you for a long time. in fact i love you more now than i ever did before, as i get older and i realise how incredibly smart and wonderfully talented you all are (and now slightly more sultry with the hot licks of louie thrown in) and i shake my head in amazement whilst wiggling my hips (in an awkward movement some call "dancing"). i could throw in a couple more superlatives like charming and incandescent but just about everyone uses those words about you already.
do you remember the last time we met? it was on a beautiful sunday afternoon in may (t-shirt weather indeed), in the oasis of the Abercrombie Hotel's beer garden (as much as a scraggly garden set amongst the cement jungle of Broadway can be considered an oasis). with the fading autumn light, you jangled and shimmied into my heart and filled it with popalicious delights, just like the insides of a beard papa custard puff. mmm...custard puffs....
anyhoo, i hope you come back soon. despite the fact that you always make jokes about how crappy sydney is, i've always thought your sunny brand of downbeat pop works so much better at a backyard show in our neck of the woods. but then maybe it's time i move to melbourne and compare for myself. yes i think i'll do that soon.
til then, much love, ever and always,
leigh
6:09 AM
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