Fun Fact: I tried reading Tarot once, but it felt like drinking a whole lotta everclear and then smashing my face with a hammer wrapped in porn. I don't recommend it. Unless you enjoy being pummeled with pornhammers. Which--for the record--I do not.
And yet, it is beautiful in its purity. It is, in two sentences, everything that Tarot: Witch of the Black Rose is about. It’s why I read the book. Because every now and then, it gets so bad, so unrelentingly stupid, that is somehow loops back around to become brilliant for eleven words.
You have to get out of here. Your vagina is haunted.
The whole thing is just a treat to read. Here is an excerpt of Abhay describing the eternal dilemma of foreplay with Thor:
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