I'm at my friend Gisele's house. She's gotten herself a leather
dress made at a leather store. It's black with a strip going
down the middle of her stomach and back and her sides are
exposed. She says at one point that she is tired and is going to
bed. A little while later, she comes downstairs, surprised that
Gilles and I are still there. It is obvious she is going to
another party.
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