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Sunday, 18 April 2010

Ceci n'est pas ma vie sexuelle


Beautiful scene, from a beautiful film. Startlingly true. Something I would have liked to have written in a novel. A strenghth, a confidence about it, I wish was mine.
Posted by David K. O'Hara at 19:43

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