Imagine a delicious glass of summer iced tea.Take a long cool sip. Listen to the ice crackle and clink.Is the glass part — Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
Imagine a delicious glass of summer iced tea.Take a long cool sip. Listen to the ice crackle and clink.Is the glass part — Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
Imagine a delicious glass of summer iced tea.Take a long cool sip. Listen to the ice crackle and clink.Is the glass part — Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
Imagine a delicious glass of summer iced tea.Take a long cool sip. Listen to the ice crackle and clink.Is the glass part — Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
Imagine a delicious glass of summer iced tea.Take a long cool sip. Listen to the ice crackle and clink.Is the glass part — Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
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Imagine a delicious glass of summer iced tea.Take a long cool sip. Listen to the ice crackle and clink.Is the glass part full or part empty?Take another sip.And now?

— Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
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