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[originally a comment I made on a blog, and it deserves to be there, but I wanted to save it here. Maybe I'll post it later.]
Today I saw a picture of an old friend on Facebook and I was taken aback. I had to click on it; I was compelled.
She is a beautiful woman, but for no reason related to her physical attractiveness. Physical beauty is not an asset she has. It is her smile. I cannot describe how a smile tears through her from one end to the other like a package on christmas morning. I can't stop trying to make her laugh because she doesn't hold back even one ounce of joy. I would think she would run out but she keep pouring it on, heap after heap, until you find that she is your friend and there's nothing you could have done to avoid it.
I saw her profile and was compelled to enlarge it, to absorb it, because some brilliant photographer had somehow captured her smile and spread it evenly over every pixel and allowed it to soak in. It was the most amazing thing I have seen and easily the best profile picture I have seen on Facebook in at least five years.