she flies about the village in guise; she always looks like she has some money...well, like she did back in the day;
she's not afraid of hard work; but:::she'd rather not lift objects that weigh 20% of her body weight;
she's getting a bit forgetful: frightfully so; yikes!! she left her fat& tattered fendi wallet at the riteaid today;
not aware of her loss, she ascends the winding staircase to her little apartment. now just where is my wallet!!?
she runs back to retrieve it!!! they saved it: the clerks tell her that a police officer spotted her wallet, and asked those workers to put it in their back office henceforth!!
:::would she ever like 2 meet that officer::: now although she is very thankful and gracious: somehow her quazi queen quotient makes her appear only 'moderately grateful'.... once a royal/always a petit mendiant.
praise the lord and nypd
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