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I like music that�s gentle on the ears and violent on the heart. I like to cook by myself and become engrossed in every tactile detail�or to watch a happy chef, a confident and ungainly one who laughs a lot. I like people who laugh when they stumble. I like people who cry when they hope. I like forlorn looking streetlamps. I like people who confess and I don�t like when people talk about a greater good. I like when sex is inconsequential. I like when sex is peppered in and I don�t like when it�s a mission. I like perverted celibates. I like reflective hedonists. I like the sound of newspapers. I like the smell of wet air. I like performers who know how to get off stage. I like making up stories before bed. I like tugging covers and sharing pillows. I like ceremonious breakfasts. I like being favored by strange babies. I like everything simple and immense. |