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there comes a time in every man's life when he is consumed by the calamitous desire to spend obscene amounts of hard-earned capital on an elegant, sleek, understated, immaculately tailored black suit.

accompany this with a straight-razor shave, a few bottles of embarrassingly expensive champagne, and a somewhat murky, half-suspected desire to explore this rising dark tide of ...something...

...a set of cold, stainless steel handcuffs...

...a perfect few hours of red, exquisitely deviant carnal pleasure...

... the woman of his dreams...





-pb

music: portishead
book: submission, marthe blau