Calamity Jane:
Bill, every night I talk to you, wantin' you. I know you feel the same way. Won't you tell me?
Wild Bill Hickok:
What difference would that make - now?
Calamity Jane:
If only I could hear you say it once. It would give me something - to keep. Like it was kinda holy. Like I could keep it forever.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:36