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[youresovein]

[ Behold: Lestat, sprawled on a velvet couch in a leather jacket, head leaned casually on the arm rest. Visible from this selfie angle, discarded on his coffee table, is a laptop open to a word processor. He's deep in thought tonight. ]

Have you ever fallen in love? Have you ever been punched very hard in the face, or perhaps attacked by a pack of starving wolves? For those of you who've done both, would you say the experiences were at all comparable?

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[youresovein]

But can you have one without the inevitable other?

[battysitter]

I sure would love to, otherwise what's the point?

[youresovein]

Is this philosophy, or the beginning of a song?

[battysitter]

Could be both, man, love songs always have some philosophy behind them, I heard.

[youresovein]

How true! "Every rose has its thorn," who was that? Shakespeare, or...

[battysitter]

I'm not book-smart, so I'm not helpful with that.

[youresovein]

Then let's say it was Shakespeare and congratulate ourselves on our learnedness. Anyone can be book-smart, anyway, given enough time. It's really nothing.

[battysitter]

I've seen it being helpful, but true- would rather be street-smart than book-smart.

[youresovein]

What's your name, my friend? Tell me about the one who broke your heart.

[battysitter]

Steve.

She ain't here, so I dunno if it matters, honestly.

[youresovein]

Well, neither is mine, and that's exactly why I'm searching for equally miserable company.

[battysitter]

Misery loves company.

Her name is Nancy. She is like, the most beautiful girl I laid my eyes on.

[youresovein]

Does time stand still just a little when you gaze at her?