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Price of Tomorrow

I’m dying. Excuse me? I’m dying. What do you mean? What do you mean ‘what do you mean’? I mean, this thing I’m doing now, couple months time, I won’t be doing it anymore. I don’t- why? What happened? Fuck … Continue reading

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Ruminations #5

I always found it strange that an orgasm to be rather strangely named with the French “La petite mort”. The little death? Really? Not to gross anyone out here, we’re all adults, I have a kid, so I’ve sex at … Continue reading

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