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November 19th, 1977

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November 19th, 1977

The Last Hundred Miles
Nov 19, 1977
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November 19th, 1977

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This apartment is so peaceful with the living room flooded with sunlight. Sitting at my dining room table drinking lukewarm orange juice and relaxing. Another night of incredible warmth with Sam. Our lovemaking is so intense. I feel like a French courtesan with my many affairs going on.

Julian and Guy and now, it seems, Sam. Each one of them so different from the other.

Sam is a bureaucrat. Washington bureaucrats. They’re a unique breed of people that you can only find in Washington D.C. We self-styled artistes generally regard the bureaucracy with disdain. Organizational boobs and bores. 

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