TENNESSEE ERNIE FORD X READER
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Last published Thu, Jun 19, 2025
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Anyway-this is the story of how [insert name] accidentally flirted with the guy who hums in cafΓ©s and writes songs in notebooks.
Send help (or iced coffee).
Cant fix the typo in the cover so live with it
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