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Dans la vie tout n'est pas rose, des fois c'est brun.

Dude : it rox.

Aujourd'hui, c'est une autre de ces journées où il faut absolument lire James Lileks.
À propos du rayon plein de magazine périodiques :

News magazines, including the crank-sheets and dispatches from the quirky fringe. Then Maxim land: Moist strumpets, humid doxies, the ninny-of-the-moment gazing at the camera with the expression of a ruminant chewing a clot of clover. Below this, the bodybuilding section, full of men grimacing as their hearts explode, or musclebound titans clutching fat-free women who have had soccer balls implanted in their chests - the guys all look frozen and vaguely panicked, as if they have been posed in this position and will require substantial assistance to move their limbs again when the shoot is concluded. Below this, magazines devoted to puppies and dogs, for those under the illusion that the canine kingdom generates 150 pages of late-breaking news 12 times a year. Down the aisle to Woman World, where you have the brick-thick bridal bibles, the hectoring journals of the flat-tummy demographic, the exhausted mom domestic companions (When will you have sex again? We ask six psychics), and the little-miss-harlot magazines like Cosmo which promise that they can teach you how to make men want you. PUT OUT - THEN DON’T! might as well be the sum total of the advice, if they were serious, but no: it’s all tricks and technique and emotional legerdemain. FIVE WORDS THAT WILL TOTALLY FUSE THE TWO OF YOU is my favorite Cosmo headline - I’ve been wondering about that for a while:

1. I will order pizza afterwards
2. When you’re done that’s fine
3. I have a beer distributorship

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