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Exquisite erotic pleasure lavished upon a loved one, involving simultaneous stimulation from one's tongue and a vibrator.
From her posture on the bed, and from the paraphernalia she had silently set out, he understood that tonight she was craving vibrolingus, which he would lovingly provide.
An event which doctors have consensually denied possible because A) they have never seen it, B) they don't know how to make it happen, and C) it does not fit within the narrow guidelines of their practice, which are in place to keep patients where they are.
The patient had been diagnosed with Secondary Progressive Multiple Sclerosis, told that she would never walk again, classed as "non-ambulatory" for insurance purposes, issued a steel leg brace and a motorized scooter. Dutifully, she did not walk, or try to, for two decades. With the help of someone who believed that a miraculous medical reversal was possible, the day came when she walked into her neurologist's office on her own feet, without the scooter, without the leg brace. Her doctor responded with total refusal of acknowledgement. His practice, after all, was described as "maintenance", not cure, and what the hell was this.
Any choice made in the production of anything the artist calls art.
"So I took a bit of artistic license, okay? It's called "Queen Kong Lear", about an apewoman who feels unloved by her sons. If Shakespeare were alive today he'd totally love it."
When life could not feel any more weird, Jalapeño Noir is the name of the new Taco Bell wine, available only in Canada.
When fifty is the new sixty. When recently healthy and vital people, so exhausted and worn down from Covid, from politics, from the craziness of masks, vaccines, the Big Lie, feel they have lost not just a year but a decade.
Yesterday she was 49. Today was - big whoop - her birthday, and whatever the balloons spelled out, she was sure she must be turning Sifty.
Wanting what is best for everyone, including oneself, not, as commonly believed, what is best only for oneself.
He knew it was in his self-interest to help as many people as possible thrive and prosper, in comfort and safety, that only then could he ultimately thrive and prosper.
Disorientation when all normal human activity had been re-routed through computers.
Working from home, shopping from home, seeing other people only through skype and facetime, they felt a virtual unreality no one had predicted.