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A solid iron key.
For a French house.
Over twelve inches.
Imagine putting that in your purse.
As if carrying a barbell.
This key is a key to my friend's house.
I want the key, I want the house.
I have a photo instead.
Posted by Tongue in Cheek on 03 August 2014 | Permalink
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