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20 June 2010

"With love from me to you" --The Beatles


[Now that's love.]



Green Canary writes about finding her beau's love notes from a previous relationship. Since work is driving me right around the bend, I thought I'd glom onto her topic because, let's face it, originality is so 2009.

So, tell me, purveyors of internet truth:

Should you keep or get rid of old love letters and smoochy cards from ex-canoodlers?

What about stuffed animals?
Boudoir outfits? Kitchen appliances? Jewelry? Cars? STDs?