At this point, I’d definitely sell my soul for sex and gin, to anyone buying.
How any times can you sell your soul?
I mean, clearly it’s useless to you except as currency. I am sure you could get more out of it than sex and gin.
Right now, I’d settle for the gin.
Somebody didn’t read your short story on soul selling and cupids…..which btw, was the most amazing conceptual use of the idea behind selling your soul in the real world I’d ever seen….
Nobody sees it but me )
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