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traditional art, lyle, damascus, 1998, cds, com, paroles, translation, libya, part, giovani, kuwait, bruce boa, hilarious, fontana labs, suzanne shepherd,
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But a woman believing she could pursue her sexual fantasies was the biggest taboo. Long live hypocrisy: look but don't touch. Goddamn, how I wanted to touch. Being raised in a very Arab-identified family has taught me two things: words verbalized are not necessarily advocated, and one should always read between the lines. The lines continue to strain my eyes. Honesty is not the best policy, says my mother, whoever told television shows you that bullshit? Well, television shows I'm in the eighth year of my "homosexual phase" and to be quite honest, a daily dose of my girlfriend television shows is an essential part of my diet. I asked my cousin what she thought of my girlfriend's photograph. "Your friend seems wonderful," she replies. I reiterate that she is my girlfriend, my lover, mí amour. I can hear her smile over the telephone, "Yes habibti [sweetheart], I know." Not only am I tired of reading between the lines, but I refuse to help create them. I asked my mother what she thought of my girlfriend's photograph.
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