Uno, nessuno, qualcuno, tutti.
So many choices in life. So many variations on each and every thing. Being a woman, I find myself attracted not so much to any particular choice, but rather that there's more than one thing to try, and I want it all. We're simply addicted to variety. We want not this or that, but this and that. And that one there. That one looks good. Tastes good. Fun just never ends.
Ask which possibility