“I never go above the neck …”


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Myself By T.V. Antony Raj

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Henrietta: When I was a lass I used to imagine the kind of man I’d marry one day – his face, his voice, his hair – even minute details about his personality! Did you do that oo Henry dear?”

Henry: Sure.

Henrietta: Did your imaginary girl look anything like me?

Henry: I don’t know… I never go above the neck…”

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