Just after dinner as I sat down to start on Justine by Marquis de Sade, my insides just crumbled and fell into a deep weakened stupor and left me gripping the porcelain and staring into what appeared to be my life in the water. Little flickers in the water, puddling in waves as I breathed heavily and held back a scream.
And almost like a little
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