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Nov 2020
He said let’s play a game.
She said of course.

“So if you had to lose one of your senses, which one would you give up and why?”

“Well none of course.”

“Well that’s not how you play the game.”

“But I don’t want to be without one. How would I ever survive without seeing your eyes, touching your hand, hearing your voice, smelling your skin or tasting your lips?”

“... but that’s not how you play the game...”
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dust  F/Minnesota
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