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Today my best friend shared this really cool story with me that I’m about to share with you. I don't know if you've heard it before, it sounds really familiar to me but I’m still not sure where I’ve heard it before. Anyway, it's from a play called 'House' by Daniel Maclvor, my friend scribbled it down from hard copy so we're both hoping the words are all right.
"Two men met...one man spoke only French and one man spoke only English...however before they had a chance to find this out they had already made eye contact and began walking across the bar to one another.
When they got outside the bar, they realized they couldn't communicate with words...both were startled of course...but still as they walked they talked nervously, even though both understood that the other could not understand.
The Englishman watched the Frenchman and how he moved his face and hands, the Frenchman watched how the Englishman smiled. When they got back to the Englishman's apartment and into his bed, mouth and fingers took the place of words and this was very good.
In the morning, each man was far more comfortable than he had ever been before with a stranger at the table because they both knew words were impossible and thus unnecessary...and this put the two men very much at ease.
After three months together the men began picking up each other's languages...the Frenchman noticed the Englishman's words formed prudish thoughts...and the Englishman noticed the Frenchman's words formed bitter thoughts...but it was too late now that they had fallen in love, so they made a rule; everything and anything could pass between them...as long as there were no words involved."
Hope you liked it 
Pyro.
Do what you love, changing the world is incidental.
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