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“Tickle me, stroke me, feed me, fuck me, Overload my senses-- hug me, drug me. It's hard, you see, to consider what's more, When we hate to think and love the gin. But until this pleasure dies, I will never live-- There has to be more to life than this.”

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Book:Can I Tell You Something?
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