It’s like slipping into a cursed cardigan: warm and comforting but probably haunted. Soft skin with notes of flannel, fresh air, and eerie woods.
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It’s like slipping into a cursed cardigan: warm and comforting but probably haunted. Soft skin with notes of flannel, fresh air, and eerie woods.
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