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Here I am, at the end of another long-term relationship. This time seems easier than the last, but I can’t really tell — time blurs my memory out of focus.
By Alice Amber CarltonJune 1974Whether life or its meaning comes first becomes irrelevant. Love is meaning. Life without love is meaningless.
By BlueJuly 1974June 1974If you cannot bite you cannot kiss. If you cannot curse you cannot bless. Who cannot be a good hater will be a poor lover.
Theodor Reik
The city so easy, after all, alive for me like some lover never truly left behind, never truly known: the perfumes, the hidden places, the exquisite fears and sweet temptations of the night.
By Sy SafranskyJune 1974When asked “am I happily married,” my unquestioning response is yes. But why? Before I was married, I definitely felt a need for love, something deep, and someone to whom I could completely open up without being afraid of rejection.
By Ann TolleyJune 1974Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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