The Pink Taco. The best tacos in town, the worst landmark. The neon taco on the roof makes the snow look like giant pink glitter dust, and puts all the seven sins to shame. Especially gluttony.
After a long day of being on her feet, Emily heads straight to the Pink Taco for a late night dinner. Priority one: eat. Priority two: strip naked and masturbate the rest of the night.
Only a man in shiny black shoes might change Emily’s plans.
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