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A short expression of gratitude for a particular dress, and a polite request.

Four haiku for a redhead on a train.

A love song to a woman on the subway.

A sex-blogger kerfuffle, in which I insert myself where I may not be welcome.

A brief meditation on spelling and ejaculation.

A dreaded task, a hard cock, and the rabbit hole between them.

Slowing down here so I can write elsewhere. The blog will still be here. So will I.

She stood me up two nights in a row, and two nights in a row, I let her. This isn’t a complaint about her — it’s an observation about me.

Help me get free porn. You’ll thank me later.