Today I thinking about love. I think about love a lot. Not the emotion, but the notion of love. A scene from the Godfather came to mind. When the Corleone's go to war, Clemenza has to cook for the men. Michael is on the phone with Kay. She tells him she loves him, and Michael refuses to say it back. Clemenza pulls his card and teaches him how to make sauce. I started thinking about the 3 most important things I learned from the capo regime.
How to cook.
How to kill.
Never forget the cannoli.
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