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This is just sad. By this point Comrades stopped putting any thought at all into their story titles. They just spelled out each week's fetish. I guess you can't fault them for forthrightness. Though in this case, I'm convinced that the drum impaled on the bull's horn is a brilliant piece of homoerotic imagery. I haven't quite worked out what it means yet, but I'm sure it will come to me. Which counts for something. Believe it or not, it gets less subtle. |
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