Damp Basement

As a young thing of just sixteen, I often met with boys my age in the basement of an apartment building in our neighbourhood. It was mostly dark there, warm in winter and pleasantly cool in summer. There were usually half a dozen boys, but rarely other girls. At that time, I had red coloured hair, piercings in the nose and eyebrow and way too bony hips. But I was also blessed with the

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