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Unfortunately, I saw a guy who could seriously compete with BigBen's Tarzan. It was at Union Station in the bathroom (no, this is not going to develop into some kind of pick up scenario), a guy right at the front, dressed in business attire had to stand back about a foot from the urinal to make space for his gigantic whacker. And he seemed so happy. I would guess it was about two feet long.
Part of me wants desperately to scrub the image from my brain. Part of me marvels at the freakishness of it.
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I think the Apocalypse is happening all around us. We go on eating desserts and watching TV. I know I do. I wish we were more capable of sustained passion and sustained resistance. We should be screaming and what we do is gossip. -Lydia Millet
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