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the anisotropy of gendered relationships

"[...] I think only maybe your life revolves too much about men, a little bit, right now."

Pip stared in amazement at this fresh insult.

Self-pity seeped into her, a conviction that for no one but her was sex so logistically ungainly, a tasty fish with so many small bones.

stuffing steel wool into every conceivable ingress point

a young gentleman with whom she's been osculating on the front porch