I'm an old man. But not far from the 'modern' world. A thousand diapers I've changed. Still, a "Women's Gathering" is alien to me.
You are different creatures, and we men, different too.
Romance is a glory to women, but an obligation to men. Yet glory is obligation and romance to men. And glory is strange to women.
We cry alike, but for different reasons.
She cries for silly things, often undecipherable. A flower given. A child walking. A simple kind word.
He cries for silly things, often undecipherable. A flag over Iwo Jima. A fallen actor in a violent movie. A hunting dog.
We cry alike, but for different reasons.
Yet we are one.
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