Memory is like a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things.
- Pierce Harris
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The Kiss
He planted a kiss, softly, sweetly, like a pleasant breeze on a moonlit night.
And then he proceeded to blow kisses to all his female fans who had gathered around him claiming their share of kisses.
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