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One upon a time, there was a meeting of the minds, A hot frisson of hunger; an electric tingle down the spine. Of course, we've had insulation put in since then. It's practically paid for itself already, hasn't it darling?
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Sep 26, 2010
Sep 26, 2010 at 8:47 AM UTC
On Love, and other High Ideals
One upon a time, there was a meeting of the minds, A hot frisson of hunger; an electric tingle down the spine. Of course, we've had insulation put in since then. It's practically paid for itself already, hasn't it darling?
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Sep 26, 2010
Sep 26, 2010 at 8:47 AM UTC
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