Anne and I had one wonderful night of gin & tonics and sharing stories, and now she acts as though I don't exist. I've seen this before. It happened with my first lover, and then all the rest. Am I clingy? I've got a lot to offer -- hot sex, poetry, a full pack of Salems in my coat pocket -- and people always hold me at arm's length
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