You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. Part 2 Ann Veronica Stanley was twenty-one and a half years old. “How shall I put the question? What am I? What have I got to do with myself?. She was not very clear about the position and duties of a chorus-girl, but it certainly had the air of being a last desperate resort.
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