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At 62, Clara thought love was a closed chapter. Then she met George in a pottery class. His hands, weathered but gentle, showed her how to mold clay—and her heart. They found joy in shared silences, in creating something beautiful together. Their love wasn't a whirlwind, but a slow, steady burn, warming them both in the winter of their lives.
Jun 6
I think you have the wrong forum to post that on.
Did they fuck?