The First Three CoIors You See ReveaI How You lNTlMlDATE People!
What color did you notice first?

If the first color you noticed was one of these: Grey, Purple, Yellow.
If the first color you noticed was one of these: Blue, Brown, Green.
What color did you notice first?

If the first color you noticed was one of these: Grey, Purple, Yellow.
If the first color you noticed was one of these: Blue, Brown, Green.
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