Shame, again
I’m just always happier when I’m myself.
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I’m just always happier when I’m myself.
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The power of the unconscious, or, how I use women.
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A birthday meal. And a disappearance.
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My tortured relationship to my own masculinity.
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We will start by dropping your bag at the hotel. If we can check in early, we will do so.[…]
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‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all?
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A night of fucking with tiny Serena.
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Contemporary events are the hooks on which I hang ancient feelings. Contemporary feelings are echoes, repetitions, of ancient feelings, attached to current hooks.
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I hate iPhones – an Android user’s lament.
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