Doctrinaire

Cold ceramic kissing a portion of red skin, blushed within the time of being surrounded by a squared spiral of frogs. Frogs? Pedro warned her about his mother’s obsession for frogs. She could almost hear those – porcelain, wood, plastic, rubber, plastic, stone – statuettes croaking during her long piss.

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