years ago, traci and were two innocent midwesterners living in new york city. we also shared another trait that put us at risk in gotham: bad eyes. one day at the pool - both of us had taken our contact lenses out - she led me straight into the men's changing room. i actually couldn't get a good look at anything but traci screamed and in laurel and hardylike fashion, backing straight into me 'til we were both blindly stumbling around. we were very popular at the pool that day.
here's traci at san angel, in mexico, and with elly bean.
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