links for 2008-05-25
May 25th, 2008 by Viviane
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The third night, there was a knock on my door; I opened it to be pinned against the wall, lips pressed against, fingers entwined in mine; I wasn’t sure if she was holding me up as my legs buckled, or holding me against the cheesy hotel wallpaper, but I
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In anticipation of these changes, and with the sincere observation that Joe Cocker knew what he was talking about, some notes on types of friendships and friends that have been in my life.
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“People just don’t have the money to go out, they don’t have the money to buy a drink, they certainly don’t have the money to spend on an entertainer,”



























