 I can't say whether or not my father was particularly fond of Luciano Pavarotti, of Puccini or of gray Sundays, but those three things together sure make me miss him.
I can't say whether or not my father was particularly fond of Luciano Pavarotti, of Puccini or of gray Sundays, but those three things together sure make me miss him.
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Not a quarter, not a whole... just somewhere in between.
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