It is, to me, every alibi for passion that there is, and extends to so many relations it seems odd to me to try to line them up on some linear gradient, as though watching, say, capital’s daily assault on every form of exploitable embodiment within reach were not every bit as wrenching as leaving Jackson’s body behind when I walked home that night.
家用摄像头网上专卖店满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满意意满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满意意了我是我是我是我是我是我是我是非常满意！。