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I was born too late.
Sometimes I want to be a flower child traveling around the country in a Volkswagen bus naked. I know the flower child females are often passed around sexually. Sounds exciting to me.
Sometimes I want to be a captive of the Romans. Paraded naked through the streets of Rome as a slave. Sold at auction. Used for sex. If I anger my master I would be tortured.
Sometimes I think about being put on the cross.
Sometimes I think about being captured by the Indians
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