Caught up with some friends at the Bearded Lady today- I wrote my story there and Chloe suggested I write my story on their hands. It’s a little hard to read so I have a translation underneath.
She was a freak
She shut herself in a tower
And let her beard grow long
One day a fair maiden climbed it
Now they run a fine weavery
freyawrightbrough 
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