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I write because it relieves the pressure on my soul and stops the detonation of a Straitjacket-wrapped bloodbath. I scribble because I hug the cheesy, selfish idea of being a legacy or a laugh. I don’t want you, the reader, to be guilted into buying, selling, or pinkie-swearing to some other Faustian bargain. I loathe the image of you bolting away from me, without even a yodelled hi’ya.
Jennifer McDougall
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This is spot on, babe.
Adultery 101. Dead Bedrooms. Sex out of network. I am terrible and human. So are you. Editor of The Scarlett Letter | P.S. I Hate You | Sexpressions.
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