January 2012
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The Lapdog and the Pussy
He thinks he’s being loved for himself, but actually he’s being loved for his usefulness. Imagining himself a star in the sky, actually he’s a vibrator in a crotch. He is not special, as he is being led to believe. On the contrary he could be any little dog that wriggled.[1] He’s there to pass on the excitement he thinks is all for him.
The niceties in the room, encapsulating this jest...