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[Dreckssau]

Women are curious, even inexorably drawn to me, but as they inch closer, women sense the void that I am, the howling abyss where a person should have been, the abode of death cloaked in the deceptive war marks of an ebullient, exuberant, ostensibly productive life.

I am the quintessentially deceptive package, an I being, a mental alien in an uncanny carnal outfit.