Letters I'll Never Send
Giving an Audience to your Inner Monologue
All the tabloids were covering recorded phone sex conversations with the real guy and Camille? I sure wish I could forget that conversation, but how do I really know the authenticity of any of it.
Someone once told me not to slouch, unlike, apparently, the man who would play the man who would be king.
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