Children were going missing. I noticed kittens and puppies disappearing under the Spring Garden Bridge over the Schuylkill River. I would watch glimpses of them on a sand barge in the river. Thats where all the children were going too, I wanted to go, but it was more difficult then I thought it was. I ended up having to get into the river at East Falls I followed an old wise Asian man, somehow associated with Mickey Dorff. He threw three red balloons tied to a small bundle of sticks into the river and we swam and followed them downstream towards Spring Garden Street. When I got there I had to go to France, then back to Philadelphia, and back to France, all in a small period of time.
I looked down a the right side of my abdomen. There was a flap of skin and a second vagina. It was large and more complex, softer, hairless. "This would be useful. I've been a hypocrite all my life- telling people I only had one vagina..."
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