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The Worst Perversion
In His Bold Gaze My Ruin Is Writ Large
The Right Man And The Wrong Woman
Getting Daddy Do It for You
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d has yet to speak her lines. Machine Gun solo follows patrons in the foyer of unsuspecting resemblance with the previous decor. Something beautiful remains alien: part breast, part evening code. d fastens the latch shaped like a question mark, too piqued to register the impression made upon her body once thought a natural embodiment of vice, then simply marred from its middle. It is decided she will delete "on hands and knees" instead face the audience parted from her by customary abyss, the right to view a naked woman like a ford, narrow crossing in the river they dream of at night.
In advance of the text the starter's gun, wooden word
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