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Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Love Letters Straight
or gay, or from the heart, or from the hip. While you wait for me to think of something suitable to write, read some Valentines; Village Voice style.
Or if you're traditional, you can watch this Zhang Yimou film, called The Road Home, one of the most beautiful love stories ever etched on celluloid.
or gay, or from the heart, or from the hip. While you wait for me to think of something suitable to write, read some Valentines; Village Voice style.
Or if you're traditional, you can watch this Zhang Yimou film, called The Road Home, one of the most beautiful love stories ever etched on celluloid.
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