Flesh forgets. Bone remembers.
Jefferson BassYou do have an eye for the tarnished lining.
Jefferson BassIf you're going to play what-if --which, by the way, is a huge waste of time and energy, not to mention an act of supreme, center-of-the-universe narcissism-- you have to play it both ways. If you're going to imagine yourself as an accidental villain, you have to give yourself equal time as an unwitting hero. As somebody who prevented God-knows-what dire disaster simply by doing exactly the things you did.
Jefferson BassI might be turning into a guy who talks to himself, though." After a pause, I added, "Yep. I've been meaning to speak to you about that.
Jefferson BassMy God, is this a date?" Jeff had asked when I asked if I could bring her along.
"I don't know," I said. "She might still be happily lesbian.
Tag: life-philosophy my-life-story ruined-youth
The morgue looked deserted, though in fact it was never unattended.
Jefferson Bass... I watched in astonishment, Jess reached up and cupped Miss Georgia's breasts in her hands, giving them an appraising squeeze and admiring nod. A moment later, Miss Georgia returned the gesture...
Jefferson BassTag: humor women willfullness
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