“Madinat-al Salam, City of peace, Love in the soul of writing. Baghdad my wound, My father the working man died without knowing joy, My mother mislaid her youth in the mirror And the only witness to my first grief on your breast Is the breath of the sand, The starry sky and God’s gaze on the call to prayer. I wished so much today that man had never discovered fire And cursed it to advance so much in its own din. This soil that gave birth to me, today put to death. Oh mother! I want to return inside your flesh To hear the beating of your heart, To quench my thirst in the murmur of your breath.”

(panicking) oh god wait uh shit i want to unethically leverage a power dynamic to fuck a maid unprotected

Missed opportunity honestly, why talk about sex when you can instead make the content farms talk about communism instead. Can you image the random guy just quoting