“Too often, much too often -perhaps not-, I allowed my desires to control my judgement. And viceversa. Making matters more complicated by the intricacies of cultural contexts; pragmatism and utopia clashing in the middle of a decision: should I fuck with him or not; must I accept his many rendevouz; should I avenge myself? I did many times; difficult to accept without some little degree of shame, but it was all a marvelous emotional and physical roller coaster, including physical transformation caused by death. He died.”
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