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That’s the tricky thing about love. It walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, and smells like a duck. But after you sleep with it a month or so, or get dumped at the altar by it, it starts smelling more like a skunk.
C.C. Hunter
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C.C. Hunter
Age: 24
Born: 2000
Born: January 1
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