me and luke once had a cuddle. there was a charge to it for sure. hard to say if it was sexual or not.
that german girl on corpse's instagram who works for bmw gave him a kiss on the cheek before leaving. he was a proper gentleman and took her to the airport and everything. carried her bags right up to security. he's still one of hankies in his room. it smells like her perfume. he'll sniff it from time to time. i asked if i could come round to have a go as well, but he said we're not that close. i hear brackles got a sniff in once though.
what we want is the unified field theory of craner.
central asian birds with big schnozers
italian exploitation films
a couple of literary references
people who go to posh hotel cocktail bars and talk about middle eastern politics in sexually suggestive ways before shagging on a marble balcony next door to where the ambassador's about to be assassinated
then a weird britishness; faint echoes of steptoe and son or something
all your niches and quirks presented in a single, unified vision