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"Every single morning for past forty-three years, with a greased head and a goofy smile, he appreciates and ponders about silly things: his milk cartons, all rusty pipes, Rabbi's vintage car, the berry shrubs, and her warm smile." "Sweet Pea, little did he know that she loves him too."
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Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 6:30 AM UTC
Dear Sweet Pea: #1 Love.
"Every single morning for past forty-three years, with a greased head and a goofy smile, he appreciates and ponders about silly things: his milk cartons, all rusty pipes, Rabbi's vintage car, the berry shrubs, and her warm smile." "Sweet Pea, little did he know that she loves him too."
"A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved."            ~ Kurt Vonnegut in The sirens of Titan.
jwala-kay
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Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 6:30 AM UTC
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