When he finally chooses her, remember his friends' whispers. "Tiburon," they murmured in your ear. "Be careful," they warned. You realize that in the end, it wasn't so much that he was a shark. Rather, you were both world-weary lions circling each other, claws unsheathed, afraid of dying.
Monday, February 21, 2005
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