“I met Cohen at the Bridge of Brodgar,” sighed Veronique. “It was wonderful!”
“Ooh,” said Melanie. “The monolith there is awe-inspiring.”
“I suppose so.”
Melanie frowned. “You didn’t like the monolith?”
Veronique grinned salaciously. “Well, it wasn’t as inspiring as Cohen’s monolith.”
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Bahahaha Love it!
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Awesome. Thanks kindly! 🙂
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How’d you know they secretly call me Cohen? hahahaha
Good to see you back!
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Haha! Word gets around I guess. Thanks kindly, Joe! 🙂
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Snicker. That was good!
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Hehe. Thanks so much! 🙂
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