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Got my Rochester book today, I did. I've read most of it, once through, and now I am offering you a selection from same. Since I was reading for smut-based purposes, I skipped the political and dramatic satires and went for the low-hanging fruit which beckoned me like ripe plums warm from the sun. Those. Take them. Use both hands. Careful, now. They bruise easily.

( You know you want to. )