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When women tickle our pinna with their tongues, they leave cool stains like tree shade to duck under when the world comes hot and constant like breath.

INTRANSIT 5-Jul-07/8:23 AM
I liked it too. for the pseudo humor of it. The pinna is outside and the cochlea is inside -deeper. I'm not totally against the rewrite but thee opener about denial had to go. It was weightless. Thanks for the comeback.




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