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Comrade, I am a citizen that loves to be used by those who are bemused that I love to be used by the one who is bemused that I love to be used.
My Ideal Person:
Comrade, you are reckless, curious, and you want to meet for a drink, or something likewise similar, and so we go from there.
Really--I like irony but this is not ironic.
Consider me an amalgam of the mud in Satantango and the crushed centipede in Jealousy.
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