Writer: Max Hipp

Disciples of Suede

Disciples of Suede

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In a dream I conjured Cindy Pickens in a field of fire and lilies. She wore her apron and a frilly blouse before her clothes popped off like bubbles. Naked, she was Shannon Tweed, Queen of Cinemax. Her skin frothed and spat with heat. I woke up seething, convulsing. I gasped at the darkness above my bed while her burning image floated close.more

How to Pick Up Beautiful Women

How to Pick Up Beautiful Women

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Were instead of are, as if beauty fades with time, which is not what you want a beautiful woman to think about when you are trying to enter her life. You don’t want her thinking about death the way you do. That’s no way to find your Imago.more