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Pressed up against him, I can feel the thud of his heart against mine, his ribcase expanding and contracting rapidly against my chest, the warm whisper of his breath tickling the side of my neck, the brush of his leg against my thigh. Resting my arms on his shoulders, I pull back a little to get a look at his face. But he isn't smiling any more.
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There are millions of stories in the world, and several hundred of them good ones.
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We must pass through the darkness, to reach the light.
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We are a Russian group and we want to change the situation in Russia. We criticize our own government and it would be strange if we did that from abroad. We don't need performances in the West to put Putin's regime under pressure. The punishments against us have shown us that we succeeded.
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I don't put myself on Jeff Beck's level, but I can relate to him when he says he'd rather be working on his car collection than playing the guitar.
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Like a starfish, the heart endures its amputation.
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The sibilant s is the most difficult sound to correct
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I've always played sport. I played rugby, I was involved in athletics, I played cricket... I'm an outdoors kind of guy.
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As one needs happiness so have I needed love; that is the deepest need of the human spirit. And as I love you utterly, so have you now become the whole world of my spirit. It is beside and beyond anything that you can ever do for me; it lies in what you are, dear love - to me so infinitely lovely that to be near you, to see you, hear you, is now the only happiness, the only life, I know.
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Weirdly, I'm not a horror fan, but those kind of horror leanings are something that are very easy for me to get into.
