Sometimes, it feels good to reminisce. It was just 8 months ago and yet seems like an eternity away. I was in London for a Torture Garden party. I should have known that staying across from the Mad Hatter Hotel was going to be an ominous sign. More than once did I look across the street, wondering what was going on in there.
Now I’m wondering whether I may have spent too much time staring at the Mad Hatter Hotel. Some say what I’m about to do is madness; having a baby, finishing school, chasing after a seemingly impossible to reach person, and striving to become Germany’s kinkiest mom West of the Atlantic Ridge.
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