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    Even though we've had our ups and downs,

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  1. Rec *

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    Svetlana and Yuna meet at a dinner party, at a wedding, at a hotel.

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    21 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 59

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    It's a car crash, falling in love.

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    06 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 16

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    Lestat’s thoughts flutter around him. An English phrase, poorly pronounced: must we not pay a debt to pleasure too? Then, back to French. Fuck me, he smells awful. Very unfair of him to look like Saint Sebastian and yet smell like a sewer.

    Carefully, Armand extracts his fangs and lifts his nose from where it was scrunched against the skin of Lestat’s neck, the skin that smells like Marseilles soap and traces of stage paint. Armand pulls down his upper lip, works his jaw until his fangs recede. He glares.

    Misunderstanding, feckless life choices, and hot water in 1795.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    Ilya rocks his hips up. “No, Hollander. Keep up. I want to meet your dildo.” He enjoys enunciating the word. Tries to give it a bit of a whiny Canadian inflection. “You remember? You told me about him, back in Vegas.”

    Hollander blushes beautifully and says, “That’s private.”

    “Hollander. I know the taste of your ball skin.”

    “That’s—Jesus, don’t say it like that. I can show you, but. Only if you promise not to be a dick.”

    “Best behaviour,” Ilya promises. “Will say only nice things.”

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    08 Jan 2026

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    The picturesque village of Buell, Maine is one of the last in the United States to continue the tradition of the “harvest” or “prosperity” lottery. Its residents insist the lottery makes them stronger, even as condemnation from outsiders grows.

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    08 Jan 2026