They were Donatello Davids, skinny and beautiful, not heavyset like Michelangelo's. Androgynous striplings who outlined each other's bones in lipstick. And they were allowed every art and luxury and perversion the city held because of their overrouged lips and their sluts' eyes and the poetry of their hands.
-- world out of balance - world without end - we are not afraid --
Devious Comments
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本当にこの文を読める?じゃあ、私に話して!^^
-- world out of balance - world without end - we are not afraid --
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and just remember that none of this ever matters
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