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I can remember getting quite worried about whether or not Nikita Kruschev and JFK were going to turn me into a nuclear flavoured crisp before I had my first kiss from a real girl. Luckily commonsense prevailed, I wasn't nuked, I got kissed, ended up married, had three children and now have nine grand children. Strangely, last year I visited a restaurant in Boston and sat next to J.F.Kenedy's favorite booth where he had many a late night meal and probably kissed a lot of real girls.
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