another one bites the dust: My Girly Bag

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My Girly Bag

Just right for my phone (construction doesn't stop just because the project manager is getting married heeh), mints, a lipstick, my nasal inhaler (for times of stress), some headache pills.

And my cigarettes, of course.

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