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This was a life I’d hardly dared to dream of, one suffused with tribalism, freedom, and exultant chaos. I was like a burr snagged in the fur of a running wolf, swept away at an exhilarating gallop. I would have done anything to be near the boys because when I was, anything could happen—bad things, …

My male friends proved that hunch right. They were everything I thought they’d be and more. Nothing prepared me for the contagious ecstasy of their pubescent masculinity—not previous experience nor avid reading nor extravagant daydreams. They were perfect human beings to me, godlike because they we…

MEN HAVE AN EASIER time respecting prostitutes than women who hate prostitutes care to admit. There’s a line in a Lorrie Moore story: “Her father is of that Victorian sensibility that deep down respects prostitutes more than it does women in general.” Men can think more highly of the former than th…

MEN HAVE AN EASIER time respecting prostitutes than women who hate prostitutes care to admit. There’s a line in a Lorrie Moore story: “Her father is of that Victorian sensibility that deep down respects prostitutes more than it does women in general.” Men can think more highly of the former than th…

After a year together, he told me he didn’t want to hire anyone new anymore. A lot of clients, lying, said the same. Men seemed addicted to pledging monogamy and then violating their unsolicited promise. I think the lie made them feel important, or they thought it was necessary to access something …