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“What is it like?” said Clara. “Being made of wood? Does it hurt? Can you feel your heart beat? Does it beat?” Nutcracker became thoughtful. “Do you know that feeling,” he said, “when you stick your finger in your ear, and wiggle it around a bit?” “Um,” said Clara. “It feels a lot like that.” Clara decided to be silent for a while.
It was quite a passionate kiss. The kiss of someone who had tasted thousands of fine chocolates and had finally found the perfect one.
