and it's called, confessions of a shopaholic-in other words me, before becoming poor. maybe that's why I became poor in the first place? well...at least I have my shoes, my bags, my dresses, accessorices, boots, skirts, shirts....the list is looooooooooong, so is the calling list from the bank when I was out shopping too. " Ms Hasselberg, someone just spent a great amount of money on your visa card. Was it you?" hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......
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