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Pretty much where I am right now.

Tell me what you don’t like. I’ll listen.

A friend challenges me to stop using words of seven letters or more. I’m already failing.

Life is good. More anon.

In case you missed it: stop rape.

Two women at my gym who make working out genuinely dangerous.

The smartest and hottest sex bloggers, all under one roof.

Every shade of brown, from boot to lip.

I can’t not see you.

The agony of anticipation.