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I Laid My Hand On Top Of Theirs, And All I Could Think Was, Is This How Revolutions Begin? Not With A Proclamation Or A Riot, But With A Few People In A Room Somewhere With Their Hands Clasped And A Purpose.

So Many Of Us Had Been Armed That There Were Holsters And Weapons Scattered Among The Passed-out Bodies Like Mercenary Prizes In A Fleshy Cracker Jack Box.

My Boyfriends Are All More Romantic Than I Am, And So Are My Lovers.

Pretend Hard Enough And Maybe It Will Go Away.

Jesus, Are All Vampires Over Two Hundred Perverts?" "i Am Over Two Hundred," Jean-claude Said. "i Rest My Case.