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Several times a month, I will be in a store aisle reaching for something and feel a hand going up the inside of my thigh. When I turn around to find myself alone with a woman, and ask her if she would prefer me to hold still so she can get a better feel for the situation, oftentimes she will act "shocked" claiming nothing had happened, it must be somebody else...

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Started by the dreadful hours, August 23, 2007, 02:28:51 PM

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the dreadful hours

snowy speckled screen
a glass curvaceous canvas
upon which man's hopes and fantasies
are painted with a digital brush

and somewhere out there
in this 21st century digital world
man is grasping onto his remote control paintbrush
and desperately trying to paint himself,
a new life.

the dreadful hours


the dreadful hours


the dreadful hours