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A lot of what shows up on weepingcock is written sex that is either hilariously dated or just doesn't translate well from its original language. Or both -- there have been some great pre-17th-century smut pieces from all around the world. So yeah, Henry James? Pretty much in the same "hilariously dated + hilariously idiosyncratic" category as James Joyce's "love" letters (also posted there), with bonus "hilariously pathetic phallocentrism" for extra lulz.
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