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A few things:
1. Best post on this board that I've read so far, pants down.
2. I'm definitely going to start using "rock" in place of "walk" now.
3. I second the Trainspotting comment, I was actually surprised you didn't dive into the nasty-ass toilet, which I pictured as being a single mass of brown gunk.
4. I know exactly what you mean about realizing you aren't in it for the sex, and how you're really fine being alone until you find that certain someone. Of course, my realization was less dramatic (dare I say, cinematic?) than yours; I definitely wasn't facing a dead-end job or a dead pet, but I get the final product of all that. It's good to know you reached that conclusion and turned an awful situation into a... less awful situation.
I suppose the only other thing I can say is that I also agree with Halx, and I believe you should probably write a book. You'd be a hit with the teens and college kids over here in the States.
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It's a rare pleasure in this world to get your mind fucked. Usually it's just foreplay.
M.B. Keene
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