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met trevor, dirty blond, on okc, both looking for interlocutors for psychoanalysis, met, didn't like him at first, seemed autistic, kind guy, introduced me to some of his friends, moved in with wes, held theory salon weekly for a year, caressed his chest and nipples, shared our work, screamed that i was in love with him at the espresso royale (now pavement) on commonwealth, now with baby and girlfriend in wyoming, we talk occasionally. they own stupid dogs. this is the guy i was supposed to marry. 2012.
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