Developing a sincere like for uncertainty is somewhat a bold candidate for the assumption of a queer state of mind. Everybody wants a smooth yellow brick road, the elegance of a well-woven quilt, life dished out in a silver platter. On the other side of the coin, those who lack it craves for it. Not so much as to hang on the edge of a canyon, but still, it's an acquired need.
A pressed dime would have been cuter, but ten times more expensive.
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