I made my way to the center of the pentagram lawn, where Lucille was sprawled in a lawn chair. She was on her own turf here and letting her hair down, so to speak, so she wasn’t in her famous garden of Eden snake outfit which mind you she wore way too often, vanity being what it is.
She had a piña colada in one hand and the new Sally Rooney novel, Interm…
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