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Where am I supposed to look when she crosses her legs?

Apologies for all the technical difficulties. Please let me know if anything looks off.

I’ve been hacked, and apparently I’m now in the payday loan business.

More. I want more. This is what I always think.

My wife reminds me of a tradition I’d rather forget.

Words that sound like what they mean.

I used to crave rejection. Now I crave an endless supply of its opposite. Neither, it turns out, is available forever.

You don’t need a license to park.

Sex blogs, like rock bands, burn bright and flame out. I miss the ones that are gone.

An unremarkable woman on the train. Except.