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-Do you know what love is?
-No. I just hear people keep talking about it all the time. It must be the strangest thing, because everyone says something else.
-It is, well, if you see someone, and you feel all weird, like you blush and forget what you were about to say...
-I don't think Mrs. Wedma blushes when she sees Mr. Wedma though. And she always talks a lot, too. Yet people say they are still in love. And, you know, I feel like that a lot, especially if one of those people from the south show up. You know, the ones with honey-colored eyes?
-You do?
-Eh, they are beautiful people, no? And they talk so soft, looking one in the eye. I feel like I'm someone important when they talk to me. And they don't walk, they almost glide...
-Don't be stupid! Of course they walk. Besides, you can't be in love with so many people. There must be hundreds of them!
-I know, that's what I'm saying. Love must be something else then.
-What about, someone wants to do something, and you don't want to, but you want to do something together, so you do it anyways, and...
-That is what friends do.
-Yes, friends can love each other, too.
-No, it should be something special. You said it, you can't be in love with many people. It is one-person-only I think.
-That's funny. One person, then it must be the most special person in your life. Most important.
-Heh heh, Aina always says that I'm the most important thing in her life!
-That's because Aina is your mom, silly.
-No, she is not. She just found me in the bushes. I'm an overgrown blueberry!
-...which can talk.
-No, I don't. It's all in your head.
-We were talking about love.
-I'm bored. It's not worth talking anyway. Red says that you feel it or you don't. Well, I don't.
-How do you know that you don't, if you don't know what it is?
-Do you want to go swimming?
-No, but I'll come with you if you want to.
-A ha, that's not funny.
-We are friends, no?
-Well... yes... I don't want to swim now. I'll go home. Bye!
-Wait! Ta'ra! I was joking!