…and thus it begins…
Date: mid- late- 2004 Location: New York “so… what’s your deal? I know you have a deal.” “what do you mean?” “come on, I knew it from the first moment I met you.” “I mean, I used to… sort of… have this...
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My friend Tom says that I’m not a whore because one has to sleep with (fuck) the whore-er to be in consideration for the position of whore. I suppose he might be correct. But I still feel covered in a...
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