It is cockroach’s job to taunt me. Like Navy Seals, they find me in the night. But like a trained sniper, I find them first. My keen eyes search them out before they attack me and slip into my vagina, my biggest fear. I hate them, those shiny little fuckers. They can outrun me, they […]
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+ Sometimes Asia stinks. They have a poor sewage system that slithers into your nostrils and stops you in your tracks. And then there are the markets full of fish. It’s always hunky dorey around the sandals and the t-shirts, but it is inevitable that you’ll pass the perishing perishables. One stench that also hides […]
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