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i stood at the courtyard of the central library and watched as the sun shifted. well, not really the sun, just the reflection it made on the intercontinental hotel. watched as the DHL hot-air balloon floated up and down. i've been stoning around today, watching more old episodes of desperate housewives.

have you met the perfect couple? the two soulmates whose love never dies. the two lovers whose relationship is never threatened. the husband and wife who trust each other completely. if you haven't met the perfect couple, let me introduce you. they stand atop a layer of buttercream frosting. the secret of their success? well, for starters, they don't have to look at each other.