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I write this blog. Some people read it. It’s intimate, self-disclosing, ruminative. I write about what I think and what[…]
Read moreI write this blog. Some people read it. It’s intimate, self-disclosing, ruminative. I write about what I think and what[…]
Read moreI dashed into the library, a few minutes to kill between appointments, and I sat myself at the “Charging Station,”[…]
Read moreV and I recently had a date. It was hot. You’ll read about it in due time. I just finished[…]
Read moreI just wrote about how I don’t really like writing about sex. But this isn’t exactly right. Many of my[…]
Read moreI don’t really like writing about sex. This may be an odd confession, for a writer of a self-styled “sex[…]
Read moreA loyal, and articulate, reader wrote me the other day that she likes reading my generically hot posts, and posts[…]
Read moreto acknowledge that my last post was my 500th post since I started this blog. That’s a lot of posts.
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