it is dochs oars, sûnt 2001

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I like a full, hard bowel movement when I shit at Wendy’s. I don’t really worry about privacy anymore—in fact, I sort of like the company of strangers. They make the decisive moment—at once the gripping and the release—more resonant. I like that someone is there to hear me whisper, O yeah baby give it to me.

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boeklog 17 viii 2010