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I worked in an office where we hired a good-looking man.
It paid off in the hot tub at the office retreat.
The narrator was shot by the sniper he was describing
and I quickly picked up his pen.
Our bodies presented themselves as allegories / to untangle. Then rain blurred the forest.
Frida Kahlo meets with Andre Breton in Paris, and things go downhill.
On bids to reform blood donation policy for men who have sex with men.
Canada’s lucrative animation industry is hollowing out an art form