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yummy stuff

It doesn’t get much better than being walked home late at night, participating in a mini-makeout session in front of one’s courtyard, followed by a sigh, an “I have to go or I won’t be able to stop,” another sigh, and “sweet dreams” being softly whispered in tandem before going separate ways. Life is good, eh? Namaste.


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