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A dream in two paragraphs. | A Dissolute Life Means...
I lay atop dark, tangled sheets soft and exhausted, slightly glowing. He crawled over me all bronzed skin and bright smile, hair and eyes as black as coal. In tongue-curled English he snarled at me, “I told you: no mascara.” He reached out with both big hands and cupped my face like a basketball. His …