Casey: As I was saying, our conversations tend…
Esmeralda: Conversations are a lot like love.
Casey: Meaning?
Feature: They too are many-splendored things. When humans try to count the ways, meaning gets lost or misconstrued.
Esmeralda: In the immortal words of Ms Stein, “To bury a slender chicken, to raise an old feather, to surround a garland and to bake a pole splinter, to
suggest a repose and to settle simply, to surrender one another…”
Lil C: Wait! Stop! Why did she bury the chicken?!
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