Pick The Day. Enjoy It– To The

As A Matter Of Fact, I Rather Feel Like Expressing Myself Now.

This Is What You Do On Your Very First Day In Paris. You Get Yourself, Not A Drizzle, But Some Honest-to-goodness Rain, And You Find Yourself Someone Really Nice And Drive Her Through The Bois De Boulogne In A Taxi. The Rain's Very Important. That's When Paris Smells Its Sweetest. It's The Damp Chestnut Trees.

...perhaps That Is What Ultimately Unites Us As A World: The Fact That, No Matter How Prosperous A Nation, How Developed, All Share The Plight And Embarrassment Of Having So Many Suffering Children. We Are United By Our Neglect, Our Abuse, Our Absence Of Love. Have We Forgotten About The Children, And Thus Forsaken The Next Generation?

Nothing Is Impossible, The Word Itself Says 'i'm Possible'!

I Don't Need A Bedroom To Prove My Womanliness. I Can Convey Just As Much Sex Appeal Picking Apples Off A Tree Or Standing In The Rain.