Funny thing about porn, it’s a place where men of broken will go to check their standards at the door. People come in looking for the easily accessed low-hanging fruit of sexual stimulation, and they get it just as easily from the low quality and the well made, finding pleasure in things they would vomit over if in any other mindset. In this altered state of voracious perception an edit made in ten minutes may look just as good as something you spent weeks working on, like rotten meat against pork tenderloin in the eyes of a man deranged with starvation. Of course, there are connoisseurs of the erotic, but those are rare and probably don’t form the bulk of traffic going through your average website.

Anyway, seeing you posting this made me stop and ponder the irony of all that. Probably not what you were thinking when you posted this, I’m sure.

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