No Bliss Beneath

22 Nov

You will find me between the writings of Sidney Sheldon and Charles Dickens. There, I lie between mystery and tragedy. The mystery might trigger your hypothalamus to release dopamine into your system. But the tragedy you will then uncover is not what a man like you can handle. It remains best, hence, to love me with just sight, not touch. For my skin is chisel, it will carve misery right through your flesh.

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