1:05:05 I rose from the high-chair with the paper from grandmother's orange grove in my hand. My bride! (Just look at her, at her fingers which have engulfed so many men, and guided them in between her lips.) She matches all my senses, I declared in...
1:04:40 The rocking movement you paid me to teach you, conducting tingles from the pelvis, through the back, and the pumping movements in the neck, further the energy to the crown, led to meditative punches and kicks. - You threatened to report me to the police for violence, remember? After I had spent most of the night praying to make the lust energy move up your spine. - True, and stupid, you answered and continued slamming the church. - I also believe you ran off with our first child because you needed the space to open up for something that was important to you, something more than just showing me your frazzled, hypnotic pantyhose squid.
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1:04:41
It is almost impossible to observe an abstract feeling from the altar, a feeling separated from that which elicited the original notion. - Ah, what happened to the art of forgiveness, you sighed. Do you think all this essentially is about forgiving a nylon ass in the depths of the ocean? I speculated, pointing at my manuscript, stacked up to the left of your keyboard. Just read on, and you will see that I have always known that my mother ran away from me to pursue her dancing dream, and that she fertilized the egg that was to become me with sperm from the strip-joints floor. - Don't go there, you whispered and pushed a needle in the stranger's neck. I just heard that someone who ascertained the ultimate truth found a practical solution to the problem of mercy.
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1:04:42
One by one the other participants were taken out and led to the shooting location. I was second to last, and had only the medium to return to after giving myself a soothing round of self-lust on the antiquated toilet. - What was it exactly you wanted from me, then? you asked. - Did it have something to do with Ulla, or Rebecca, Gry, Vigdis, Line, Mona, Sylvia, Hanne, Nina, Kornelia, Simona or another from the almost endless series of lustful girls who by word or deed had behaved offensive to you, or otherwise showed indecent behaviour?
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