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Thursday, November 10, 2005

The Arousal

Awakened by people fucking below my window...

Also:
Hold up, you sluts, your aprons mountant: you are not oathable, although I know you’ll swear, terribly swear into strong shudders and to heavenly agues the immortal gods that hear you--spare your oaths, I'll trust to your conditions: be whores still; and he whose pious breath seeks to convert you, be strong in whore, allure him, burn him up; let your close fire predominate his smoke.
— William Shakespeare —

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