Introduction

Ode to the crop top by cal carero lopez o. Sliced crep dress code brake, half set, sun slot symbal cracked window. Short story, a whole summer carnival shrunk. How i adore your spunk, your sincere open call for air on my belly. Hair the little target boy groaning ou as i pass isn't worth any ire. But his parents lit the torch. To think of such small cloth sparks grown brains. Aflame. Why you win a girl's top? The man yells in d c. I could have caught him one too, so we'd both feel the breeze. What a magnificent ode to thecrop top