Fogbank Sassie Site

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she drifts in like low cloud over the moor—sharp-tongued, soft-edged, impossible to hold. knows your secrets before you've thought them. leaves lipstick stains on the windows of abandoned coast guard shacks. if you hear her laugh in the static, don't run. just ask her what she's hiding from the sun. fogbank sassie