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A little role-reversal fantasy in which the boss gets what she deserves.

I want to know what you want to read.

I have known monsters. They’re good, decent, kind, loving people.

She sounded too good to be true, and there’s no such thing as that good on Craigslist.

Fleshbot keeps sending people my way. If you’re one of them, welcome — stick around.

My relationship to money and desire, and the ingenious, self-defeating system I built to get the former without risking the latter.

A tour of the rub-and-tug establishments of my past, from the grim to the almost classy.

Not all of what I write is true. But all of it is real.

Eighteen thousand page views, a few charts, and proof of what a complete and total geek I am.

The things people google to find me are, mostly, parsing errors. But one searcher, I truly want to meet.