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That's cool! I will sing it if I ever get to wear these out of the house.
Mine comes from a grammar exercise on the use of emphasis:
I like my red shoes
I like my red shoes.
I like my red shoes.
I like my red shoes.
I like my red shoes.
New shoes always hurt, but I love them as much as fictional woman who never get blisters and raw spots and have people point out on escalators that I am leaving a trail of blood behind me.
But red shoes. Red shoes. Even harder to resist than any other shoes.
Subliminal.
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