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Reply to "Beams To Bobby"

Upon meeting Captain Lipstick, my life has never been the same.
I recall the times I have been furiously keeping pace with Bobby as we waltzed around Manhattan. He reminded me of a Super Hero in his leather, and big boots.
Today I walked down my steps, and I paused before exiting to stare at my neighbors guitar lying on the sofa. The sunlight was shining on the strings, and I thought of Bobby, and his many talents.
Please join me in surrounding Bobby with the Golden Light, and imagine him dancing around with a big smile, happy, healthy, and in the Captains Chair.
I send much love to you Grandma!
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