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Yes... those eyes of ours, our windows the the outer world. They can get wet if you listen to Cleo or that movie Jeux Interdits, or sometimes for so many other reasons. I have learned to cry again. I have a problem, because I don't remember if I posted a certain message yesterday. Wasn't it you who said that I am a melancholy master? I am sorry if I have said this already. But I am the melancholy master of our board. :) ![]() |