Will You (pass the hot sauce) Marry Me?

Paris.  Rome.  Hawai’i.  Niagra Falls.  You hear these places and think of romance.  Usually.  Romance, love, li’l blue cartoon birdies floating around your head twixt pixilated stars rotating fervently around your head.  We visit.  We meet.  We fall in lust (let’s be honest, ok?) and, hopefully, we’ve found someone we want to spend more and [...]

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