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Stop bright-siding me

Chest heaving, I lay on the floor, clutching a knee and half-crying. I’d just tumbled head first into a stack of plastic …

Shoulding all over myself

“Do you need to be smashed and tickled?” Mr. T asked. “Yes!” I replied without thinking, although I tried to amend with, …

Cliteracy

New York artist Sophia Wallace promotes what she calls “cliteracy.” I don’t blog about sex. Mostly because it’s none of your damn …