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hi. it's 8:17pm. i am wearing a beat up slip that i got from a thrift store, a pair of knee socks, and some boots. i just got fucked. my hands smell like pussy and condom. my lover opened the window behind me and climbed out on the fire escape to enjoy a post coital cigarette amonst the chilly spring air and the prayer flags out there. the breeze from the slightly open window touches the shaven base of my skull, touches my bare shoulders.
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