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Ode to Edie: Andy’s Superstar


One from the Archives Mayflower girl surrounded by sins. East coast blue blood coursing through her veins. Santa Barbara born, raised in the bins, Escaped to New York to ease her pains. Poor little rich girl, embraced by the crowd. She’s danced like a goddess And the maker was proud. Watching as she groped for… Continue reading Ode to Edie: Andy’s Superstar