In our home we grew up thinking we were Mormons first and human beings second.
I like playing heavy metal music and pretending I'm a vampire in front of the mirror.
In the old parts of Nice, the family tables are out in the cobbled streets so that you can't drive past. They insist you join them at midnight on a hot July evening. So that's just what you do, abandoning the car.
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