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535. Welcome to the Real World

(Saturday post! Also, Happy Pride Day in Boston! -ctan) “Sex has always been easy for me and hard for you,” Ziggy said. The statement would have come out more clinical sounding if he hadn’t also leaned over and wiped his eyes on the sleeve of my black T-shirt. His face was less raccoon-like now than […]

364. She Drives Me Crazy

(Make sure if you haven’t read Saturday’s post that you read it first…) — Thank heaven for the merciful angels in this business who save us from ourselves. No, really. Remember that time Belle gave me a bottle of cough medicine and then made me lie down on the couch in her office? She came […]