Last night, for want of anything better to do, I was flipping channels and saw some kind of travelog. And something struck me odd, maybe because I write erotic fiction. But have you noticed that any time there's a domed building, there's always something perched right on the very tip top of it?
Is it me, or is this a very Freudian thing men have to recreate a breast with a nipple?
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