From the amber coast to the amber waves of grain.
Dad did his best to guide meYeah, he was the only one who knew those words even existed.PS I know I've said it before, but you were a real looker when you were young. If the guys weren't beating down your door, there was something wrong with them.
I was one of the nerdy, bookish kids.
Makes no difference.A pretty girl is a pretty girl.
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