When I Try To Portray

In The City, Nudity Means Something; In The Wild, It Just Exists.

My Intentions Go One Way, My Desires Another. Thus I Feel Both Self-indulgent And Deprived.

An Event Is Not Over Until Everyone Is Tired Of Talking About It.

I'm Being Treated Like A Sex Object, Cried The Lady. No Matter. I Will Take Care Of It, Said Time Soothingly.

Metaphors Convince At Once Or Not At All.