When I was young, I was known for never hunting near my home. You don’t piss in your own pool, I would say. I came to Seattle, a fertile land conducive to my magnetism, to prove that I have every capability to hunt–for lust, for love, for sport. But as I said last year, I only want what’s mine. Here, I’ve proven my willpower. This still stands. But when I go back to California…the rules will change.
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