The following text is claimed to come from Bukowski, but I can not figure out from where.
-So what are we going to do?
-The love.
-Really?
-Yes.
-Perfect, then I take off my clothes.
-And why do you take off your clothes?
-To make love.
-And who told you that you have to undress to make love...
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