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Looking for a new way to infect the senses, Kitty picks up a bass guitar on a whim one sunny, carefree afternoon. The sounds she creates are known to leave men in trances of love, humming her tune, haunted by her melody. More well rounded than the moon, Kitty's life is complete and the words of her disbeliever are disproved every time she gets on stage to play with either of her bands- Black Molly or Midwest Monster. Holding her shiny heart shaped guitar, you will find a content smirk gracing Kitty Korvette's lips.
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