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doublemasked strange woman white curve of some obscene
dance come close to me the only harmony of wearied members opinions of no particular importance vague azure ebon blood and tip put away lust facing death at eight-twenty if I could do the night over again this morning dieci soldi: voilà my soul you won’t have this night the last refinement of my virility I’ve long since outdone the false cunning where you trail even now your putrid sunny being so I pass you pass like mother and child slowly more quickly slowly one after the other or all together pimp’s eye in gold of wimpy foreverness vanishes lout with sentiments outlandish queen midwife and it’s entirely without interest
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