Transition?
Migration?
Poe-tato?
Pah-tata?
No difference.
Let's call the whole thing an abstract kind of love.
Beyond a certain point, everything becomes obvious, or does it?
Transition?
Migration?
Poe-tato?
Pah-tata?
No difference.
Let's call the whole thing an abstract kind of love.
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