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Culivate - a speech overheard at a party

by neth-jones

Ladies & Gentlemen ! [a long pause] We have orifices with which to communicate. [laughter ; some uncomfortable] Let us barrier the doors (a fence to ours enemies) and use our God-given equipment to relate and touch ; [pause] flinches reducing to ease and practice creating warmth [long pause with mixed mumbling] Let us be indifferent with occasion to the shortcomings outside of these rooms [pause] Our performance shall be ; open tellings unguarded and romantic sex a friction of pleasure a digestion an elegance of respiration fully processing one another without shame [speaking louder over the audience] and casting aside shambles In its place ; a smooth art [pause] and not a stain.
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Oct 23, 2017
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