Shame and wonder and space things
I just read a fascinating [/batshit-crazy] book [/terrifying sex horror pulp fiction], which was excellent [/scared me to my very horny soul], by a scifi writer called Philip Jose Farmer. I’d read one of his books before, it was about *checks notes* ah yes, Tarzan escaping helicopter megalomaniacs and humping everything from gorillas to rambunctious…