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Thoughts circa November 2010

I went on a lacklustre date last night and then you texted and asked (again) whether I would drive down to your place. Start our days with coffee, end with you fixing drinks. Booze on the stoop, forever. I feel myself … Continue reading

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Logan: Latenight

“I want to see how we fit together. Get on the couch,” he ordered, pushing me down onto said couch as he climbed on top of me. Who am I to argue? It’s the dead of winter, those endless dark days and nights … Continue reading

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