Love can easily be confused with cholera, with only one exemption: one who has contracted cholera doesn’t have a lot of time. And those who have contracted love, seem to have too much of it. Doesn’t everybody have a moment in which […]
Hey babe! How are you? I feel my heart leaping into my throat, pounding in my chest. A whole array of butterflies – small as a western pygmy blue, big as the Queen Alexandra’s birdwing – take flight in my stomach. An […]
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