Just think about it, it all begins so innocently. Arriving at different places, running out of money and staying and making ends meet. And then Circumstantial lovers and husbands and wifes. Circumstantial jobs, because some guy knows some other guy who said somebody else wanted somebody and there was a job and you took it. And then came a wife, or a husband. And late at night when noone is looking you yearn for the moments when you were most alive wondering what you are doing here in this bed with this man, with this woman. Tell the truth,will you, my peekaboo friend?
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