My highlander love
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Last published Tue, Jan 25, 2022
I suck at descriptions so... here goes nothing !
My name is Valerie Martin I was a combat nurse in the war the year is currently 1945 it's a month after the war ended and I am expecting my friend from the war and her husband to come to town and visit and I'll show them all Scottland has to offer hopefully nothing goes a-rye
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