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Ah! I discern discernment! The welcome package includes: Theobrama chocolate, Arabian Mocha Sanani coffee, Muscadine jam, Roquefort cheese, Six bottles of San Pellegrino, Pitted-Olives stuffed with Sun-ripened pimientos, three tins of Iranian Imperial Golden Osetra, a bottle of Moet, two round-trip tickets to Vienna, a limousine ride, and two tickets (Steinerner Saal) to La Boehme at the Vienna Musikverein and a hand-drawn secret map to my kitchen. Are you satisfied person above me?

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Public spaces and private places. Lmao! Sorry!

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Hello person above me! Haven't officially said 'Hello' to you yet, so here goes: 'Hello.'

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I talked to my baby on the telephone
Long distance
I never would've guessed
I could miss someone so bad
I really only met her 'bout a week ago
But it doesn't seem to matter to my heart
I know that I love her
I'm hoping that I never recover
'Cause she's good for me
And it would really make me happy
To never let her slip away

Telephone it is!

Wrist-watch: Left wrist or Right wrist?

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Why yes, thank you!

Gooseberries?

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A prelude to a cuddle and all things luscious and languid that follow.

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Piggyback tag! In the mud just after the rain! Awesome. (Thank you for reminding me of one my favorite games in childhood).

Blindfolded hop-catch? (Hop-catcher is blindfolded and tries to catch others in a small circle with the help of a partner who provides directions…opportunities for bloody-noses and skinned-knees abound)

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Person above me is dilly-dallying instead of making Rice-Krispies. Get to work! Pronto! Lmao! (Run! Forrest Run!)

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Homemade? Well, make plenty, send me most, and then we shall see…

Waiting…

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Sopa de pata de pollo.

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Oye! Either fly some over here or fly me over there. Please

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Good grief! I think my brain short-circuited somewhere. I have so many things to say but am afraid I will be kicked of for being erm R-18.

Perspiration

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The Euro. Interest rates. Inflation. The DOW (Yay!).

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Apparently, the Means of Communication, but, experientially, the means of miscommunication for most.

Same question please.

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No. 'They' always get it wrong.

Same question please.

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Pappadams

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Introvert

Same question please.

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My Hero! You know your gadgets. Bluetooth headsets it is!

Mickey Mouse Headphones or Inner-ear Sennheisers?

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Speaking of songs that make one cry, here is one by Oscar Hammerstein that won an Oscar in 1941. Many have performed this but I like the one by Tony Martin the best.

The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gray
I heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafe
The last time I saw Paris
Her trees were dressed for spring
And lovers walked beneath those trees
And birds found songs to sing
I dodged the same old taxicabs
That I had dodged for years
The chorus of the squeaky horns
Was music to my ears

Oh the last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they changed her
I'll remember her ah that way

Dodged the same old taxicabs
That I had dodged for years
The chorus of the squeaky horns
Was music to my ears

Yeh, the last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they change her
I'll remember her that way

The last time I saw Paris
The last time I saw Paris

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When my commitments to what I am doing where I am end, I would love to enroll at the University of Chicago and earn a degree in Ancient Near Eastern Languages (Egyptian, Hebrew, Aramaic, Sumerian, Akkadian and Ugaritic). While I am yet waiting for freedom from my commitments, I would love to learn Arabic. Oh, I believe that the language of prayer is raw, naked and utterly truthful. One cannot hope to hide anything from God. Lol! I just want to pray to Him who understands the words of any soul in any language, in a language that is different from mine.

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