Friday, September 01, 2006You squeeze her...
Until you're sure no more tears can possibly come out. And then you rest. And of course more come. You're helpless to the ongoing pain but there is nothing more that you can do. This is that thing you need to be able to do, that no man practices with his friends, but defines a relationship.
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Alex Andronov is a writer who lives in the UK.
He is currently working on 7 novels, 5 film scripts, 2 plays, 2 TV series, 1 history of the United States, 1 travelogue and trying to find some focus.
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