confessions of a reformed tourist
I was asleep, in bed, in a place that looked like some kind of infirmary. The walls were made of stone and I had the sense that it was a makeshift hospital that used to be a convent or monastery. It was quiet, and if there were other patients I didn’t see them. I guess [...]
I had the craziest dream this morning. Long story short, I seduced the despotic dictator of an unnamed tropical nation. Raunchiness ensued. It was for a good cause, because I was helping some lovely revolutionaries with a coup plot, but sweet Jesus on a stick it was fucking disgusting. (Literally.) I will spare you the [...]
