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Month: December 2012

Life does not abide what lies beyond the border

Dear Billie, I write this in the spirit in which it is written. Billie, I’m getting killed over here. I have no drive, no energy, no satisfaction, or feeling of being settled. Complaining makes one unseemly to friends and family, I know. But in an atmosphere of constant competition, a…

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No words for sex, even “sex”

Billie,Again, I bitch about the absolutely inadequate language with have for sex and sex organs. Take “blowjob,” for instance. When I hear blow, I think of bailing out of the plane and blowing into the red hose to inflate my PFD. “Suck,” too. that slurpy, bubbly sound at at the…

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