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What a libertine wants, more than anything, is liberty.

I considered it the epitome of bad taste.

How did these Mooninite lite-brite devices end up all over Boston?

My thermos is like a magic wand.

Sometimes we win — without knowing why.

The cake has always been at odds with Indian culture.

It didn't become visible, for me, until I happened to hear a family story.

"Listen to the ney, what it says / It tells a story of yearning."

Having paid for the ducks, I started to remove the ribbons…

We suddenly realized Bingo was missing.

“Light your fire! Do you think I dread it as much as the life of a rat in a hole? My voices were right!”

“Aphrodite, forgive me!” the Lawless One wailed.

Mafalda was the girl we all wanted to be, even as teenagers and adults.

"Take this," she said. "It’s to thank you for your song."

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