The other day, I was reading this on the bicycle machiney thing in the tiny gym in the basement of my office building. Two students were in there, and they kept looking at the book weird, and I couldn’t really figure out why. Then, when I went into the locker room, I overheard their conversation for just a second: “Did you see that guy? He was reading porn or something.” I had forgot about the tit on the cover.
Oh yeah, that thing. I forgot about that thing.
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