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Foray into ?Experiment? - Apr 8

Meet me—by the abandoned houses—>there not here<—, for it’s a danger! to be seen in such ill company as I__I mean: if strangers knew how strange was our affair, they’d **** us!—meet me when night has grown fair, bring gifts (flowers) (for nothing’s more obscene in such situation as we are keen). Though I’m well loath to leave you unaware, you’ll must need hear silence ‘stead my full name; —(it’s customary practice;)—tell me not yours either; I want to know as little as possible,—so to go without blame, and still to lick the flame:to spill the plot: to linger - - - on your delightful spittle.

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