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Dimples slay me.
Regardless of race, age, creed, color or sexual orientation, dimples have always slayed me.
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We felt we were too far into the Cromwell countryside to find someone, but there was a home that beckoned us. No one looked home when we pulled into Willie’s driveway, but he answered the door. And although his face looked like “no” was the inevitable answer to our key question, he said yes.
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