Bubbling, skipping sounds that pile up one on top of the other until they fall and scatter in a hundred directions. Sounds that make the whole body shake with uncontrolled mirth. It fills the face with happy wrinkles and seeps from the eyes in tears of unrestrained joy. What a funny thing is this laughter. It throws off restraints of composure and turns the head red, contorts the body in odd shapes and twists the face until its expression is unreadable. Yet we call it beauty! Unrefined by learned attempts at perfection, it is cast in spontaneous bursts of joy.
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