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Story不敢為天下先 — Daring not to be first in the world johnshade46 years 7 months ago
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StoryLetter from Austria johnshade27 years 10 months ago
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Blog entryDark Arts Circus johnshade38 years 7 months ago
StoryA Passenger Incident johnshade110 years 3 weeks ago
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Blog entryJanuary 21st. Save the Date! insertponceyfre...211 years 2 weeks ago
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My stories

Open

Sex without love Is like punching water, grabbing sand. Bodies slam but never meet. Hungry tongues never taste The sweet concoction of me in you, You...
Cherry

Wave

A wave is a prayer Lifting you up Pressing you down Breaking — White fire Swimming at dusk In the crayoned sea Burning with cold Praying Praying

2020

Butterflies, parakeets \ Pestilence, war: \ The trees have breathed it \ All before
Cherry

The Free Market (Part 2)

The way the sand felt under Christian’s feet, fine and warm and clean; the way it moulded to the impact of his heels, the balls of his feet, the...

The Free Market (Part 1)

A clothed orgy every morning. Hell. Zone 1. If Picasso painted bodily odours… Christian Weaver enlivened his morning commute by inventing USPs —...

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