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A paean that graduates into something like a creep shot.

AI can nail a face but not a feeling. Guess which one matters more to me.

Every fucking element of her is preternatural. And I enlisted every AI I could find to try to show you what I mean.

We elected him. He is delivering. I’m not especially interested in the pearl-clutching around his latest offense. It. Will. Get. Worse. We voted for it. He will deliver.

While sitting at a bar in my father’s neighborhood, I was struck by a beautiful woman who closely resembles a cousin I once had a crush on.

I like flat sandals.

A catalog of loathsome humans, some thoughts on political violence, and the things that scare me most right now.

Reflections on the personal and psychological dimensions of oral sex and the sense of exploration and power it brings.

I hope this joint fails.

Paging through an old journal, I found this….