The bikini ads have blossomed.
Everywhere you look in Brussels there's a billboard of a girl, her left arm crooked behind her head, her face in a state of either semi-arousal or intoxication from the enchanting aromas wafting from her armpit. What's certain is that in this rain-lashed city, she must be feeling decidedly chilly... .
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Today, boys and girls, we’re going to look at ‘Song of the Chinchilla’ by Lisa Jarnot*. I liked the poem immediately – and I’ve given it to ...
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