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“Happiness was still on the other side of a glass door, but at least she could s…”

“Lovers are not at their best when it matters. Mouths dry up, palms sweat, conve…”

“And I suppose the saddest thing for me, thinking about Oranges, is that I wrote…”

“Not much touches us, but we long to be touched. We lie awake at night willing t…”