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24 our deAd friend Our dead friend used to say when she reached menopause the swamp cleared from her mind the sun shone brightly for the first time since girlhood she could think clearly things were outlined as if in lights a dog was a dog and a man was only a man  Imprisoned in the arms of Eros you relax you blur you have no will of your own almost anything can make you tingle with delight music art nature kisses touch the wetness the pulsing every glance a sort of soft bullet she said  25 How true and what a fool I made of myself all those years well we all did, you and I honey we were like those lab mice that will step on the pedal that gives them those thrills not eating not stopping until they die  Now when I look at my body under the spell of gravity I have to laugh Oh my god the way we all lined up like a fleet of taxis at a red light just waiting and racing our motors what a joke sex is, though without it no avenue to paradise no human glue ...

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