You know how you are walking along and see some of your childhood in a window and you smile? Well, my mom saw some of mine in a window in Amsterdam. In chocolate. We both smiled.
Don't forget about your childhood, coat it in chocolate and smile.
Or, you could find a friend made of feathers just hanging out on the street. Take the side roads, live like a kid that can't read (translation, has no desire to read) a map!
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