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Her blouse gave in one last time and gaped open, joining its comrades that had passed on before in all their ripped glory from the perpetual battle of wills and lust between this husband and wife… if the fabric had had the capacity for pondering its existence, it would have welcomed this opportunity to reach martyrdom, knowing that it fulfilled its destiny for a great cause…
man...clothes are biggest sacrifice in the story, arent they?
would like to read more about shashank
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