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Ghosting

Dear Milica, I don’t know what to say. When last we spoke, you made promises to me that not only[…]

It’s 1933 in the US. But our Kristallnacht is less than five years off.

An HR briefing for my new intern

My new slutty admin needs a work plan.

To whom would you send a gallon of cow shit?

Things get off to a great start.

I do love me a good gift bag. And I made me some. (Seven!)

Not too long after the last (but one – save Anastasia, who was settling up for the damage done at[…]

Your ass makes my heart hurt. I meant it.