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It Wasn’t Your Face We had near-passion, and but a few sweetwords, gestures, and otherworldly embraces.But then I once again became cold, and shudderedwhen I discovered what I saw wasn’t really your face. No, really, it wasn’t your face at all. It was a mask. And a rather ugly one at that. Are you trying …
Nowadays online I have to give my consenteven to read the simplest content Which one of my rights I am signing away I have no cluebut what else can I do I just want to surf the internet in peaceand with all of these pop ups I wish they would desist and cease All these …