Cannoli be mine - Cassadaga
Connor MacLeod looked down at his delicious cannoli and smiled, as strawberry drizzle dripped down its sides. It was even better than before.
“I’m not lonely. I’ve got everything I need right here.”
“No you don’t. You refuse to let anyone love you.”, said Rachel.
“Love is for poets.”
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