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The Rodeo Position: You get your girl down on all fours, mount her from behind. Then you reach around, cup her breasts and whisper in her ear, ‘Wow, these feel just like my secretary’s!’ and see how long you can hang on without getting thrown off!. 
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"Are you-are you sad?"
-No.
"But your-your songs are sad."
-My songs are of time and distance. The sadness is in you. Watch my arms. There is only the dance. These things you treasure are shells.
"I-I knew that. Once."
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