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Breathing is a fascinating thing to watch in a woman.
Samuel R. Delany
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Samuel R. Delany
Age: 82
Born: 1942
Born: April 1
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New York City
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Samuel Ray Delany
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Chip Delany
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The reason for privacy is not so that people will not know you go to the bathroom. It's to allow certain things to go on that you don't want other people to know about, when all is said and done. But the things I don't want other people to know about are not my sex life.
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'You spin in the sky, the world spins under you, and you step from land to land, while we . . .' She turned her head right, left, and her black hair curled and uncurled on the shoulder of her coat. 'We have our dull, circled lives, bound in gravity, worshiping you!'
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