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United Kingdom (Great Britain) 
That's life for you, said McDunn. Someone always waiting for someone who
never comes home. Always someone loving something more than that thing loves
them. And after awhile you want to destroy whatever that thing is, so it
can't hurt you no more.
-- R. Bradbury, "The Fog Horn"
♥ 🥗 ♥ 🌋 ♥ 👃 ♥ 💙 ♥ 🚘 ♥ 🎄 ♥ 👑 ♥ 🏓 ♥ 🌳 ♥ 💃 ♥ 📒 ♥ 🐳
Love is dope, not chicken soup. I mean, love is something to be passed
around freely, not spooned down someone's throat for their own good by a
Jewish mother who cooked it all by herself.
♥ 👾 ♥ 🐝 ♥ 💄 ♥ 🐊 ♥ 🚘 ♥ 🎁 ♥ 🍖 ♥ 💚 ♥ 📕 ♥ 🌏 ♥ 😺 ♥ 📗