Listening to Dua's ''Let's get physical" I was reminded myself as the bell rang-my visit to London back in 2009.....my bag stolen......needed a boyfriend so much to carry it, since the Brits wanted to see me "in or without my pants"......never fully recovered all my content.....no funny at all. On my return a perfume and a cream confiscated.....presents for themselves. It is called theft.

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