Hello darkness my old friend, I see google hits for 'anal' again.
Hello India hunting the clitoris and hello MIT, looking for poetry that bores us. Hello sleepless student seeking: "your tropical your practical growth" -- hopelessly asking 'meaning'? --I wonder if you understood my answers left while dreaming.
Hello fetishists looking for medical rape; hello comic book guy looking
for supergirl and capes. Hello late night looker for "makes me call myself a dirty fucking whore", I'd advise you to haggle, and make him pay more.
Hello to Mumbai, Shanghai, Norway and Willoughby; hello to the new girlfriend of my former guy. And hello to you, dear reader mine. Hello to you and then goodbye. Hello hypocrite lecteur,—mon semblable,—mon frère! To my unreliable narrator, my meta of metas, that's you. Hello to "getting rid of bush'', hello and adieu.
Hello searches on geometry, Sexton, Byron and more; hello seekers of meaning and 'translation' and 'Abelard's whore'. On strapons, on Borges, on Medea and all, on squirting and Larkin and Pink Floyd the Wall. Hello wankers and tossers and punters and scrubbers; hello to the heartbroken and fellow adulterers.
She spoke. And drank rapidly a glass of water.
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