[…] butter & toast & warm towels after bath & lying in bed in laughter, snuggling & hot chocolating. love.

[…] the noise made by the beating of the waves on the land and the sighing of the wind amongst the pendulous leaves—or rather pendant fringe of the casuarina or she-oak, those aeolian harps of the Australian bush, almost drowned their voices.

OK. But I think that dragging noises does not bother so much on motorcycles. It doesn't matter much wich part flotates - as long as the brake pads doesn't touch the rotor when not braking..

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