Believing that no one is better than the other. You know I grew up in the South. My senior year there was a very big racial tension.
The salt of any interesting civilization is mixture.
Imagination which comes into play in falling in love is different from any other. Certainly in my case, and I've fallen in love all my life, one imagines the person to be as you want them to be. They frequently turn out to be someone different, for better or worse.
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