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Face Fuck, Part 3

Face Fuck, Part 3 August, 2014   AFTER HOURS After the show it’s the afterparty, then, After the party it’s the hotel lobby, then —R Kelly, Fiesta   Blind Barber I climb into an uber car with the groom’s brother … Continue reading

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Body Horror, Part 1: Subversive Smiley Face

Body Horror, Part 1: Subversive Smiley Face   September 5th, 2014: Awaiting Back Surgery Would-be Medical Massacre Gearing up for my next medical mutilation, I’m attempting to think of it as a revamping. An upgrade. So I’m not so mangled … Continue reading

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Face Fuck, Part 2

Face Fuck, Part 2 August, 2014   WEDDING At our distant cousin Cleo’s wedding, Laura grilled me about guys I might want to get to know, pointing out some handsome spray-tanned douche in unironic seersucker and emphatic pink. Either she … Continue reading

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Face Fuck, Part 1

Face Fuck, Part 1 August, 2014 Ask two Jews, get three opinions. —Jewish Proverb Three Opinions, All mine 1) Late July I had a stern talk with myself: You need to get over yourself and get fucked. Mediocre sex is … Continue reading

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Adventures in Anti-Depression, Part 1

Adventures in Anti-Depression, Part 1 June 2014   Antidepressants will be the death of me. They don’t work on me like they work on normal people, murdering my libido. No matter how drained I am of life drive, my sex … Continue reading

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Retroactive Interference

So Retro August 8th, 2014 Compared to my sex life at age twenty-four, Lena Dunham’s Girls is an afterschool special. Gratuitous sex? Yes ma’am! Cautionary tale? Not quite. The summer after my first year in grad school (2009), I had … Continue reading

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The Herps: Postmortem

So Worth It July 27th, 2014   When we were through, I thought about how it was good enough so that even if I acquired a minor social disease from him, it still woulda been worth it. Which is how … Continue reading

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Femme Fatale

Fatalism, Nihilism, Rock ‘n Roll (in the Bret Easton Ellis sense)   April 13th, 2014 Andrew: I have never had an online connection lead to anything once. Me: Seriously? Not even awkward sex? Andrew: Zero. Isn’t that strange? Andrew: Like, … Continue reading

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The Herps, Part 5: Resolution, There Will Be Blood

    July 24th, 2014 Emptying my bladder and bowels for my standing-and-squatting appt, I straddled my magnifying mirror and my eyes BULGED out. Acknowledging that the sore, too, had protruded. I wondered what Frank the Physical Therapist would think … Continue reading

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The Herps, Part 4: Resignation, The Appt

July 23rd, 2014 I pondered how it could have happened. I mean, guys, I know that facts of life. But it has been TWO MONTHS SINCE I’VE TOUCHED A PENIS. Deep breaths, deeeeep breaths. A weekish after I slept with … Continue reading

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