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the geography of human contact, the triangulation of a pair of eyes on my face, the latitude and longitude of a hand on my body

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Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives… and to the “good life”, whatever it is and wherever it happens to be. Hunter S. Thompson, The Proud Highway (via sleepingtigers)