simple Southern song

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Dear Mark,

I often think back on those languid, Mediterranean nights in my tubercular bedroom. You were so gentle, and in the morning, when we awoke, you faked being straight so well.

Hej! Dude! I am shooting for November in London. Get in touch. I would love to see you. Do you still have my passport?

Either way, stay well my man.

The Bunkmeister

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Michelle & moi