I was born in September 1944, and my daughter in August 1969 ... one month short of my 25th birthday; which is maybe WHY I'd feel more than a little self-conscious to be seen walking down the street here in Perth with someone of HER age "on my arm".
I was born in September 1944, and my daughter in August 1969 ... one month short of my 25th birthday; which is maybe WHY I'd feel more than a little self-conscious to be seen walking down the street here in Perth with someone of HER age "on my arm".
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