I love that poem...and I have yet to read the Amanda Palmer. Bus bus! And I want to call you my dearest dear wench. May many men lose irretrievably their hearts to you in the meantime.
there are no men. I refused to believe in the existence of decent men who might find me interesting. This isn't self-deprecation but resignation and pragmatism.
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The AFP is a song--look it up on youtube!
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if only I could magically poof waves of interesting men into your city...I guess boulder ain't much of a pool
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