So - you single?? Well, yes. I Am.
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I was left out in the cold, my nose pressed against the glass like a starving waif peering hungrily through the bakery window. I just stood there, holding back a tear as the muffled cries…
I’ve never quite understood why there isn’t a Nobel Prize for food. Seems to me there’s one for just about everything else. Don’t those judges in Stockholm ever get hungry?