Highway Route 20, Sharon Springs, New York.
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Oscar Wilde in Sharon Springs
Oscar Wilde in Sharon Springs
Oscar Wilde in Sharon Springs, 1882—2022
One could be forgiven for thinking that an article entitled Oscar Wilde in Sharon Springs is about Oscar Wilde in Sharon Springs, meaning his lecture there on August 11, 1882—not an unreasonable assumption.
But latterly such an conclusion would be only half right, because earlier this year the spirit of Oscar Wilde materialized once more in the small…
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What You're Willing To Overlook 3
Chapter 3: Spring Cleaning
Fandom: The Closer/ Major Crimes (Brenda/Sharon)
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Brenda was elbow deep in dishes when her phone rang. “Can you get that? It’s in my purse,” she called over her shoulder.
If she was honest with herself, Sharon had been dreading this moment: the moment when she’d have to look inside Brenda’s purse. She could only imagine what she might find lurking in its depths. Hopefully nothing alive… or previously alive.
She was relieved to find the phone sitting right at the top. “It’s your mother!” Sharon called back to the kitchen.
"I’ll call her back,” Brenda replied with an audible eyeroll.
Now that Sharon had looked in the purse, she just couldn’t look away.
Brenda’s phone and badge sat at the top of the pile and Sharon picked them up gingerly and set them on the table.
Next, she pulled out a wad of papers, receipts mostly, which she smoothed out and sorted into piles.
Empty candy wrappers went straight into the trash, and half empty ones went into another pile to be dealt with later. Loose sticks of gum, crumpled dollar bills, various tubes of lipstick and hair ties all went into their own piles as well.
Keyless entry and the fact that Brenda rarely drove herself anywhere meant that her keys were at the very bottom, tangled with a charging cord and a broken set of headphones. She sat down to untangle the nest of wires and that’s where Brenda found her when she emerged from the kitchen.
“Havin’ fun?” Brenda asked, startling Sharon into dropping the cords.
“I couldn’t help myself,” Sharon shrugged unapologetically.
Brenda leaned over Sharon’s shoulder and murmured into her ear, “You know it’s just gonna be a mess again by the end of the week, right?”
“I know,” Sharon sighed and turned to kiss Brenda softly. “I’ll just have to do this again next week.”
Brenda smiled against her lips, teasing, “And the week after that?”
“Mmhmm, and the one after that…” Sharon hummed through another kiss.
“Finish tomorrow,” Brenda commanded. She began walking toward the bedroom, pulling her sweater off as she went and discarding it on the floor. “That can wait til tomorrow too… Captain,” she ordered seductively, indicating the sweater with a wink as she disappeared through the bedroom door.
Sharon eagerly rose to follow, abandoning her piles and deftly stepping over Brenda’s sweater as she went. “Yes, Chief,” she purred, pulling the door closed behind her.
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Highway Route 20, Sharon Springs, New York.
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Oscar Wilde in Sharon Springs
Oscar Wilde in Sharon Springs
Oscar Wilde in Sharon Springs, 1882—2022
One could be forgiven for thinking that an article entitled Oscar Wilde in Sharon Springs is about Oscar Wilde in Sharon Springs, meaning his lecture there on August 11, 1882—not an unreasonable assumption.
But latterly such an conclusion would be only half right, because earlier this year the spirit of Oscar Wilde materialized once more in the small…
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Harper's Bazaar December 1967
American actress Sharon Tate wears a tight white swimsuit with virtually no sides or back. By Cole of California, in Fortrel knit by Waumbec. Jewelry of Sant Angelo. Halston Hat from Bergdorf Goodman.
L'actrice américaine Sharon Tate porte un maillot blanc moulant, pratiquement sans côtés ni dos. Par Cole of California, en tricot Fortrel par Waumbec. Bijoux de Sant Angelo. Chapeau de Halston de Bergdorf Goodman.
Photo Otto Stupakoff
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