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At the Ritz!

“One might even argue that if an animal could choose with intelligence, it would opt for living in a zoo, since the major difference between a zoo and the wild is the absence of parasites and enemies and the abundance … Continue reading

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In the Smithy of My Soul,   Chapter One

Genius means the transcendent capacity of taking trouble. Thomas Carlyle   I   Hi.  I’ve always had a hard time introducing myself, so I figured I should start with the basics.  Hi.  Welcome to my book. I had sent it … Continue reading

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Of His Flesh the Mystery Sing

Life’s most appropriate questions always come up at life’s most inappropriate times. So it is that I, about to put on a condom and fuck the most gorgeous guy at this bear orgy—he’s thick with muscle and fat, with a … Continue reading

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