sometimes it gets cold


“What if this young woman, who writes such bad poems, in competition

with her husband, whose poems are equally bad, should stretch her

remarkably long and well-made legs out before you, so that her skirt

slips up to the tops of her stockings?”  -Sorrentino

About me

I am great.
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