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We all know what you are like. You, with all this typing. You disguise your intentions. Nothing. You say what you want simply, coarsely -- with intent to raise an eye brow, quicken a pulse, open a door. And none ever opens. The phone keeps on ringing. Spam and the Unknown Caller. Flashing ads like angry moths fly out of your screen. None of it is what you want.
Paywalls are your chastity belt. Your longing will not be monetized, not without the actionable promise of a lustful transaction. You drift to dream of how your parents met, and then the affairs that came between them. Unmediated impacts.
And yet here you are again. What could be more hopeful than a missed connection?
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