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Relaxing with Julie Simone

Relaxing with JulieSimone

The weather was oppressive, the kind of heat you find in ovens when roasting turkey, only twice as humid. Only through pure will and sheer determination do flowers keep their bloom. But, as for Julie, the desire for relief surpassed any notion of privacy; ‘Let them see!’ she shouted as she moved the chair with the bustle of street traffic went by the window.