and I'd like at least one to hold onto
so that I can still seem sexy and mysterious to you...
and you call yourself a free-spirit, a "wild thing", and you're terrified that somebody's gonna stick you in a cage.
She is so beautiful. You don't get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to have her, Van Houten. You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.
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