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And then it struck me - why we were both so comfortable, here, on this one night, as complete strangers. Maybe we both had something to hide. Maybe we both enjoyed the company of someone who didn’t know us well enough to judge us. Maybe we were both so sick of faking it - our breathing had somehow become natural around each other, the way it should be and not a struggle like it usually was. (p. 15)Jay McLean: Where the road takes me
3.2.16 15:13
 


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