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Debriefing On Spy Spa Retreat; or Why I Stopped Socializing With Colleagues
I really need to make friends outside of my Elite Special Agent / International Spy Circles. It’s far too small a world, and It’s becoming quite a bore, as a recent annual conclave at the Spy Spa Retreat proved. Why … Continue reading
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Jason, “The Bourne Boob”
HOW WE MET: We had a hit together, both of us stationed on a tightrope. He was trying to impress me and slipped. I caught him. He thanked me. Over and over. All night long. He couldn’t stop thanking me. … Continue reading