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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
I like the wild open moors
but that is just the Cathy/Heathcliffe in me  |
Margaret, when I was sixteen in the fiftes, every young lady who walked passed me was a beauty, depending on the length of the skirt. if she approached me face on and looked like she had been smacked in the puss with a cricket bat, I would look away.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.?