May your sleep be your death, and your wakefulness be your heaven.
I like pros, especially when it comes to tennis and rent boys_ _ and here I__ really wondering if the pun on prose consolidates Bruce__ feeling toward it versus poetry under the sign of sex, which Bruce sometimes pays for, in order to direct us toward the pleasure of its use-function when monetised, a pleasure seldom associated with poetry, and one that might lead to the company of more pros. He continues: __f I can get a twofer, and the trick looks like Rafael Nadal, I__ in heaven.
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I like pros, especially when it comes to tennis and rent boys_ _ and here I__ really wondering if the pun on prose consolidates Bruce__ feeling toward it versus poetry under the sign of sex, which Bruce sometimes pays for, in order to direct us toward the pleasure of its use-function when monetised, a pleasure seldom associated with poetry, and one that might lead to the company of more pros. He continues: __f I can get a twofer, and the trick looks like Rafael Nadal, I__ in heaven.
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You cannot love God and tolerate evil. Psalm 97:10.