It's perfectly healthy to enjoy a bit of smut now & again.
Showing posts with label margaret nolan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label margaret nolan. Show all posts
Wednesday, 23 December 2020
Saturday, 21 November 2020
I can go to Sunset, Astral, Soho Cinema, Boulevard (21st Nov 1997)
I can go to Sunset, Astral, Soho Cinema, Boulevard: because I'm young, free, and single. I'm not cheating on anyone. I'm attracted to that side of life: the sleazy side. I find inspiration in its vitality, and colours and music.
Pure sensation. Don't have to talk.
I love the naked breasts of the girls at Carnival, I love the naked breasts of the girls at the Boulevard. That's it. I love it. It is intoxicating, that sex-dancing world.
Liberate myself from such restraints, and learn to love the hour of the flesh.
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boulevard,
breasts,
carnival,
hour of the flesh,
margaret nolan,
soho,
strippers
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