Perhaps I'm not sad to leave quaint very small town America with rolling green (or white) mountains and a swift or sleepy river (depending on the time of year); maybe I'm just sad to have found a hair stylist phenom who will try anything I ask but make it look better than I thought, and who is expecting her 3rd child, and whose own personal style is vintage Goth, and is naming her 3rd child after the first know Turkish goddess. I am more than annoyed that it just isn't going to be possible to keep up our relationship.(could my gift be relating oddly well to really off-beat people, I think it might be...great.)
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