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GRACE: You're nobody's sweetheart now, they don't baby you somehow. Fancy hose, silken gown, you'd be out of place in your own hometown. When you walk down the avenue, I just can't believe that it's you. Painted li'l lips, painted li'l eyes, wearing a bird of paradise. It all seems wrong somehow that you're nobody's sweetheart now. |