they were pretty sure he was heading to mexico. i can remember getting calls to interpol even. 24 years later, a woman uncovers a little weight lie. he said that he was actually 43. i was like, so what else have you lied to me about? was he a monster? was he romeo? you just don t know. and those are the best stories, aren t they? now, we hear his version of the story. you re the only person on the planet who knows the truth. it is, in its own strange way, a dissertation on love. love, intoxicating, impetuous, foolish. love that lives, like a fugitive. a long secret tunnel of regret. there s a reason that the story of romeo and juliet, has held up over centuries. or maybe, could you tell me? maybe it wasn t love at all. maybe it was something else altogether. oh diana, why did you take that ride? why did you, why did you put your life in his hands? how did it all go so terribly wrong? it began, the way myths sometimes do. with a whispered story. which start
i remember it being so unbelievable, that a plane has landed in our families like. a couple of young people on. we re trying to locate with fish finders. they found it, and her. she was a pretty girl. some of her long hair was caught in the door. she looked like she was actually sleeping. but where was the pilot? they were pretty sure he was heading to mexico. i can remember getting calls to interpol even. 24 years later, a woman uncovers a little white lie. he said that he was actually 43. i was like, so what else have you lied to me about? was he a monster? was he romeo? you just don t know. and those are the best stories, aren t they? now, we hear his version of the story. you re the only person on the planet who knows the truth. it is, in its own strange way, a dissertation on love. love, intoxicating, impetuous, foolish. love that lives, like a fugitive. a long secret tunnel of regret. there s a reason that the story of romeo and juliet, has
to interpol even. 24 years later, a woman uncovers a little white lie. he said that he was actually 43. i was like, so what else have you lied to me about? was he a monster? was he romeo? you just don t know. and those are the best stories, aren t they? now, we hear his version of the story. you re the only person on the planet who knows the truth. it is, in its own strange way, a dissertation on love. love, intoxicating, impetuous, foolish. love that lives, like a fugitive. a long secret tunnel of regret. there s a reason that the story of romeo and juliet, has held up over centuries. or maybe, could you tell me? maybe it wasn t love at all. maybe it was something else altogether. oh diana, why did you take that ride? why did you, why did you put your life in his hands? how did it all go so terribly wrong? it began, the way myths sometimes do. with a whispered story. which started right about here. at traveled, mouth to, ear, to mouth among the camps and cabs