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March 13, 2006
Marsha Quinn turned away from her suitor. "Though I love thee with the breadth and depth and length of my soul, with its circumference and with its area, with the cosine of the tangent of its slope as its x axis approaches infinity, I cannot go with you back to Leeds," she told him. "For I harbor within this breast"—and here she touched her breast so that he would know exactly which breast she meant—"a secret so dark, so awfully terrible and frightening that I can never reveal it to anyone, ever. Oh, all right. I am actually a stork."