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Sunday, January 16, 2005

What a glory it was to see a really live lesbian in New York City for a change ...lately this city is just a sea of showy sausage swallowers with our saphhic sisters  taking up residences in such remote places as Northampton and Brooklyn. But when you spot one in it's natural habitat raising it's young you can't help but to wipe a tear from your eye (and take pictures bien sur)...Les1

I was amazed yet terrified to see how territorial and majestic one looked in person. You'll note it's thick coat provides ample warmth while serving as a shield against predators that may do her harm. This one for example, states "Harley Davidson", a well known supplier of bikes to dykes, while its rich orange overtones camoflague perfectly with the Q train decor. Striking indeed. You'll also note that her powerful legs are clutching some sort of doll or toy for her young one as a sort of educational talisman.... wait, if we look closer...yes! Les2_1 It's a stunning oversized girl doll that she must be teaching her male offspring the wonders of female empowerment and social strength. I was confused by the presence of the Kiehl's shopping bag but it seemed to be only used as a means of transport for the doll. May you live long and healthy, rare New York city lesbian, and may your son grow up to be as tough sensitive as you.

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