The sea. My big blue, wobbly, misteress what lets me trawl a boat in her voluptous navel. 'Tis said the sea has no memory, and I wish I didn't either.
F'risntance I wish I had no memory of my parents life as sex clowns and my brother, Captain Junkass, who's a superhero. Oh to be, one with the sea, as one as a man running a floating brothel can be.
