The woman sitting across from me on the bus is sporting a purple French manicure. A man plops down next to her. "I love your nails" he says. "Any time I see them uniquely done I'm reminded of Venus. She was nicknamed after the Goddess of love because on each nail you could see the drawing of an unusual sexual act. Oh boy."
The woman with the purple French manicure looks at her hands and frowns. Which served as a reminder to distinguish our inside voice from our out-loud one.
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