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Archives for September, 2011:

Don’t Sweat Mr. Side Thing

Dear Antonia, Empress of the Night, The Woman Who Has Seen It All,       My GF and I have lived together for 4 years. Once a month my girlfriend strips at a great club in Portland, Oregon which sh [...]

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Isabella, Her Grapes

I’m sitting in a small studio apartment in Venice that doesn’t belong to me. There’s a queen-sized bed against the wall with six gold and white pillows, a massage table that I will circle fifty [...]

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Austria: Where Witches Once Burned

Before I left LA, I hit a woman in a crosswalk. The visor’s broken in the car I drive, so I held my right palm up in an attempt to block out the searing hit of orange sun falling in my face. I'd for [...]

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