Is it any wonder? In this crazy fuckin' dog eat dog world, with everything going mad with the latest modern technological convenience at its bedside, when you could fit all the sanity and caring into a crack pipe and smoke it and feel nothing, is it any wonder in such a world as this, that we all wanna escape into fantasy realms? That we wanna imagine cities in the sewers and Magic Kingdoms? That we wanna get away from the horror of the loss that assaults us every day, from the threat of revocation that comes with every success, every gain, every happiness? That we bury ourselves between glossy pages jam stocked with free sex, beautiful palstic perfect people with no real problems and every time a happy ending? That men pony up millions daily to have some sweet voice tell them that they're everything they're not, that their pathetic self-ministrations are making some bored phone-sex honey squirm, when they should be told that their great sin is not that they're perverts but that they're cowards, afraid to care even for themselves?
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