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“Christ, I was barely a dude anymore. Anytime now, I’d whip out paper that curled at the edges and start composing sonnets about the wonder of a summer’s morn. Or Ally’s pussy, which probably meant I wasn’t quite ready to give up my man card yet.” quote by Taryn Quinn
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““Christ, I was barely a dude anymore. Anytime now, I’d whip out paper that curled at the edges and start composing sonnets about the wonder of a summer’s morn. Or Ally’s pussy, which probably meant I wasn’t quite ready to give up my man card yet.””

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