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the dog shit aside, the only surprise here really is that this sort of information took so long to surface. playboy must hedge itself round pretty tightly with contracts that limit or prohibit talking about playboy outside of the machinery.
and dog shit aside, it has a kind of sunset boulevard plus viagra vibe to it.
maybe it was always the case that playboy was one of those space that's so obviously about exploitation, one in which everyone is exploiting everyone else, so much that it ore or less cancels as a problem and retreats to the status of synonym. well yes, there we are, everyone is out for what they can get. perhaps there was a period during which the mythology substituted for this, i dont know---i never found the mythology interesting. esquivel keeps it more real in any event.
playboy tells you about its monumental cultural importance. ok. that's nice. if i had enough money and the inclination to do it, i would tell you about the monumental importance of me too.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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