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Falling In Love

We meet strangers in open or closed spaces, and somehow our hearts familiarize with each other, right before we know each other's hobbies, names, parents, fetishes.... Our hearts conspire against us; they hide a secret - a fact that they know after much kissing under the moonlight; cuddling in movie theatres; playing peek-a-boo under the sheets.... we'll be hurt sooner or later with suspicious night calls, phone passwords, unfamiliar scents, lipstick on a shirt.....all tell-signs of affairs.

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