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The Kiss-Off Letter: How To Write One

Telling a lover to go f**k themselves

Carlotta Monti, circa 1933. (Source)

In a previous essay, I spoke of the rift that has developed between myself and one of my children. His letter told me to f**k off.

Whenever people offer this kind of advice, well, I don’t need to be told twice.




Marching to a different drummer. Or no drummer. Who needs a drummer, anyway?

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Francesco Rizzuto

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