Nuances

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And now we moved to The Garden...I love you, you, sweet, crazy, unidentified specie...crazier than me...and this is not an easy achievement...
My Love...it didn't stop you to smell the perfume for one year and now, when it is for you, you question it...how is that?
Noir tongue out
I know that, my Love...you keep advertising it...anything else?
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Because you don't tell me anything about you...this is cruel...