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They were bell-shaped and ruffled, gracefully waving and lovely under the sea; but if they washed up on the beach and dried out in the sun there was nothing left of them. And that is what the ladies are like: mostly water.
No: was I really a paramour, is their chief concern, and they don’t even know themselves whether they want the answer to be no or yes.
