Now if you could just excuse me.
I have to catch a plane and reunite with my first love.



If all a leaf can be is a leaf, no wonder she keeps flying, fluttering about.
She should find one of her own kind. Like a bird, perhaps. Not a fox, no.


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About Klassy

How Klassy got her groove back.

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