By bats | May 23, 2010 - 1:31 am
Posted in Category: So Pretty! So Pretentious!

I can’t even start explaining this story.  Other than 10 years after the war, Edda’s grandmother runs into her Nazi Austrian boy-toy in the concert halls of New York, and thinking her Yankee boy-toy is dead, renews their acquaintance.  Yeah, close enough.


Of course, the road to hell is paved with good intentions (or some other synthetic material)…


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