Harry:
[lying on the beach on a blanket]
Mick... I think, I think you're so pretty. I never used to think so, but, but - now I do.
Mick:
Kiss me, Harry. Kiss me the way married people kiss.
Harry:
Do you think we should?
Mick:
Please. Let me have just one thing the way I want it to be.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:50