a matter of
or how much,
of how well
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I love touching well and often. Beautiful.
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If you can’t touch well, touch often. If you can’t touch often, touch well. If you can touch well AND often, touch all the fucking time ❤
You said it, Bill. Sweet.
Thank you, Don. Sometimes seventeen words are worth a thousand.
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The thought that entered my mind is “I’ve lost my touch”. Luckily not with all people, but I have some touching to do. Thank you.
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