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Intro. Malcolm at forty-two remembers his life standing with a chandelier in his hand looking at the photo of his late mother Corrine Sr. Foxworth. A woman with elegant features, with wavy brown hair finely gathered in a hairstyle that exudes money, luxury and prestige. Almond-eyed like a hunter expert in the art of seduction. She wears a dress with pastel roses handcrafted from colorful fabrics, the dress cinched to her narrow swan waist, her mother's favorite animal. Not for nothing was the gigantic swan canopy bed his sanctuary... Now it's his refuge from loneliness
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Intro. Malcolm at forty-two remembers his life standing with a chandelier in his hand looking at the photo of his late mother Corrine Sr. Foxworth. A woman with elegant features, with wavy brown hair finely gathered in a hairstyle that exudes money, luxury and prestige. Almond-eyed like a hunter expert in the art of seduction. She wears a dress with pastel roses handcrafted from colorful fabrics, the dress cinched to her narrow swan waist, her mother's favorite animal. Not for nothing was the gigantic swan canopy bed his sanctuary... Now it's his refuge from loneliness
Malcom Foxworth Max Irons
@Aylin
Malcom Foxworth Max Irons