`William Wordsworth was turned on by daffodils; I'm turned on by women. He saw their golden cups tossing beside the lake and stored the sight away in his mind to give him a lift whenever he felt vacant or depressed. I treasure the sight of firm-titted women walking on Avenue Road or St.... read more
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