To my beautiful sister, Eloise. Wishing you all the great things in life, hope your 19th birthday will bring you an extra share of all that makes you happiest (including Joelle's cement cake. ) Love you millions x
philter \FIL-tur\, noun: Some things you can feel coming. You don't fall in love because you fall in love; you fall in love because of the need, desperate, to fall in love. When you feel that need, you have to watch your step; like having drunk a philter, the kind that makes you fall in love with the first thing you meet. It could be a duck-billed platypus. -- Umberto Eco.
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