The eighty-fifth thing I love about us is the click of these keys when either one of us is typing a post like this. In that sound, we are the same and yet distinct. We each have our own tempo, yet the timbre of each tapped tile matches with every touch of your finger or of mine.
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Oh, Elle. I clickety-clickety-click you so much! : D
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