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By Kilian, Good Girl Gone Bad<\/h3>\n
She eases herself from the scrum of dancers, high on everything. She rests her elbows on the bar, \u00a0feels them stick but doesn’t care. She lights a cigarette before anyone can say anything and the bartender knows she wants a a vodka with a splash of cranberry and a lemon slice in a rocks glass cause that way she won’t waste any time. Before you miss her she’s gone. Until she turns up again, well past last-call and teetering. She staggers through your kitchen, still thirsty and hungry too. \u00a0She’s gone before the sun rises but you can still smell her on your sheets.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" By Kilian, Good Girl Gone Bad She eases herself from the scrum…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":590,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false},"categories":[26],"tags":[106,115,113,102,114,99,112,44,85,56],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\n\t\n\n\n\t\n