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Since the turn of the 21st century, the city has improved infrastructure, developed a more diversified economy, gained a national reputation in medical fields, and invested in the arts. Cleveland is generally considered to be an example of revitalization of an older industrial city. The city's goals include additional neighborhood revitalization and increased funding for public education.
According to the United States Census Bureau , the city has a total area of The land rises quickly from the lake shore. Public Square , less than one mile 1.
Cleveland's downtown architecture is diverse. Many of the city's government and civic buildings, including City Hall, the Cuyahoga County Courthouse , the Cleveland Public Library , and Public Auditorium , are clustered around an open mall and share a common neoclassical architecture.
Built in the early 20th century, they are the result of the Group Plan. They constitute one of the most complete examples of City Beautiful design in the United States. The Terminal Tower , dedicated in , was the tallest building in North America outside New York City until and the tallest in the city until The two newer skyscrapers on Public Square, Key Tower currently the tallest building in Ohio and the Public Square , combine elements of Art Deco architecture with postmodern designs.
Another of Cleveland's architectural treasures is The Arcade sometimes called the Old Arcade , a five-story arcade built in and renovated in as a Hyatt Regency Hotel.
Cleveland's landmark ecclesiastical architecture includes the historic Old Stone Church in downtown Cleveland and the onion domed St. Running east from Public Square through University Circle is Euclid Avenue , which was known for its prestige and elegance as a residential street. In the late s, writer Bayard Taylor described it as "the most beautiful street in the world".
Rockefeller , Mark Hanna , and John Hay. Downtown Cleveland is centered on Public Square and includes a wide range of districts.
Mixed-use neighborhoods, such as the Flats and the Warehouse District , are occupied by industrial and office buildings as well as restaurants and bars. The number of downtown housing units, in the form of condominiums , lofts , and apartments, has been on the increase since Recent developments include the revival of the Flats, the Euclid Corridor Project , and the developments along East 4th Street.
Three neighborhoods in the Cuyahoga Valley are sometimes referred to as the south side: Several inner-city neighborhoods have begun to gentrify in recent years.
Areas on both the west side Ohio City, Tremont, Detroit-Shoreway, and Edgewater and the east side Collinwood, Hough, Fairfax, and Little Italy have been successful in attracting increasing numbers of creative class members, which in turn is spurring new residential development.
Summers are warm to hot and humid while winters are cold and snowy. The Lake Erie shoreline is very close to due east—west from the mouth of the Cuyahoga west to Sandusky , but at the mouth of the Cuyahoga it turns sharply northeast.
This feature is the principal contributor to the lake effect snow that is typical in Cleveland especially on the city's East Side from mid-November until the surface of Lake Erie freezes, usually in late January or early February. The lake effect also causes a relative differential in geographical snowfall totals across the city: Normal yearly precipitation based on the year average from to is As of the census  of , there were , people, , households, and 89, families residing in the city.
The population density was 5, There were , housing units at an average density of 2, The racial makeup of the city was Hispanic or Latino of any race were There were , households of which The average household size was 2. The median age in the city was The gender makeup of the city was As of the census of , there were , people, , households, and , families residing in the city.
The population density was 6, Hispanic or Latinos of any race were 7. Out of the total population, 4. Between and , the black population of Cleveland increased from 35, to , Out of , households, The age distribution of the population shows The median age was 33 years. For every females, there were For every females age 18 and over, there were Out of the total population, As of [update] , Cleveland's location on the Cuyahoga River and Lake Erie has been key to its growth.
The Ohio and Erie Canal coupled with rail links helped the city become an important business center. Steel and many other manufactured goods emerged as leading industries. The city diversified its economy in addition to its manufacturing sector. Jones Day , one of the largest law firms in the U. The Cleveland Clinic is the city's largest private employer with a workforce of over 37, as of [update].
Cleveland is also noted in the fields of biotechnology and fuel cell research, led by Case Western Reserve University , the Cleveland Clinic, and University Hospitals of Cleveland. The city is among the top recipients of investment for biotech start-ups and research. City leaders promoted growth of the technology sector in the first decade of the 21st century.
Campbell appointed a "tech czar" to recruit technology companies to the downtown office market, offering connections to the high-speed fiber networks that run underneath downtown streets in several "high-tech offices" focused on the Euclid Avenue area.
Cleveland State University hired a technology transfer officer to cultivate technology transfers from CSU research to marketable ideas and companies in the Cleveland area. Also, they appointed a vice president for economic development. Case Western Reserve University participated in technology initiatives such as the OneCommunity project,  a high-speed fiber optic network linking the area's research centers intended to stimulate growth.
In addition to this Intel initiative, in January a New York-based think tank, the Intelligent Community Forum, selected Cleveland as the sole American city among its seven finalists for the "Intelligent Community of the Year" award. The group announced it nominated the city for its OneCommunity network with potential broadband applications.
The center hosts various Broadway musicals , special concerts, speaking engagements, and other events throughout the year.
Located between Playhouse Square and University Circle is Karamu House , a well-known African American performing and fine arts center, founded in the s.
Cleveland is home to The Cleveland Orchestra , widely considered one of the world's finest orchestras, and often referred to as the finest in the United States. The city also has a history of polka music being popular both past and present, even having a subgenre called Cleveland-style polka named after the city, and is home to the Polka Hall of Fame. This is due in part to the success of Frankie Yankovic who was a Cleveland native and was considered the America's Polka King and the square at the intersection of Waterloo Rd.
There are two main art museums in Cleveland. The Cleveland Museum of Art is a major American art museum,  with a collection that includes more than 40, works of art ranging over 6, years, from ancient masterpieces to contemporary pieces. Museum of Contemporary Art Cleveland showcases established and emerging artists, particularly from the Cleveland area, through hosting and producing temporary exhibitions.
Cleveland has served as the setting for several major studio and independent films. Cleveland Municipal Stadium features prominently in both that film and The Fortune Cookie ; written and directed by Billy Wilder , the picture marked Walter Matthau and Jack Lemmon 's first on-screen collaboration and features gameday footage of the Cleveland Browns. Set in s Cleveland, Sylvester Stallone leads a local labor union in F. Paul Simon chose Cleveland as the opening for his only venture into filmmaking, One-Trick Pony ; Simon spent six weeks filming concert scenes at the Cleveland Agora.
The boxing-match -turned- riot near the start of Raging Bull takes place at the Cleveland Arena in The cult-classic mockumentary This Is Spinal Tap includes a memorable scene where the parody band gets lost backstage just before performing at a Cleveland rock concert origin of the phrase "Hello, Cleveland! Howard the Duck , George Lucas ' heavily criticized adaptation of the Marvel comic of the same name , begins with the title character crashing into Cleveland after drifting in outer space.
Fox and Joan Jett play the sibling leads of a Cleveland rock group in Light of Day ; directed by Paul Schrader , much of the film was shot in the city. Cleveland serves as the setting for fictitious insurance giant Great Benefit in The Rainmaker ; in the film, Key Tower doubles as the firm's main headquarters.
A group of Cleveland teenagers try to scam their way into a Kiss concert in Detroit Rock City , and several key scenes from director Cameron Crowe 's Almost Famous are set in Cleveland.
Antwone Fisher recounts the real-life story of the Cleveland native. American Splendor —the biographical film of Harvey Pekar , author of the autobiographical comic of the same name —was also filmed on location throughout Cleveland, as was The Oh in Ohio Kill the Irishman follows the real-life turf war in s Cleveland between Irish mobster Danny Greene and the Cleveland crime family.
More recently, the teenage comedy Fun Size takes place in and around Cleveland on Halloween night, and the film Draft Day followed Kevin Costner as general manager for the Cleveland Browns. Cleveland has often doubled for other locations in the film. The wedding and reception scenes in The Deer Hunter , while set in the small Pittsburgh suburb of Clairton , were actually shot in the Cleveland neighborhood of Tremont ; U.
Steel also permitted the production to film in one of its Cleveland mills. A Christmas Story was set in Indiana , but drew many of its external shots—including the Parker family home, the downtown Christmas parade and Higbee's department store Santa scenes —from Cleveland.
More recently, Jackass Presents: The Winter Soldier each filmed in Cleveland. Future productions in the Cleveland area are the responsibility of the Greater Cleveland Film Commission. Aside from factory work during the first world war, he served as reporter to The Plain Dealer for a short period, before achieving recognition in the Modernist literary scene.
A diminutive memorial park is dedicated to Crane along the left bank of the Cuyahoga in Cleveland. In University Circle, a historical marker sits at the location of his Cleveland childhood house on E. Langston Hughes , preeminent poet of the Harlem Renaissance and child of an itinerant couple, lived in Cleveland as a teenager and attended Central High School in Cleveland in the s. He wrote for the school newspaper and started writing his earlier plays, poems and short stories while living in Cleveland.
Cleveland was the home of Joe Shuster and Jerry Siegel , who created the comic book character Superman in The Rectal Eye Visions". Harlan Ellison , noted author of speculative fiction , was born in Cleveland in ; his family subsequently moved to the nearby suburb of Painesville , though Ellison moved back to Cleveland in As a youngster, he published a series of short stories appearing in the Cleveland News ; he also performed in a number of productions for the Cleveland Play House.
Cleveland continues to have a thriving literary and poetry community,   with regular poetry readings at bookstores, coffee shops, and various other venues. Cleveland is the site of the Anisfield-Wolf Book Award , established by poet and philanthropist Edith Anisfield Wolf in , which recognizes books that have made important contributions to understanding of racism and human diversity.
Cleveland's melting pot of immigrant groups and their various culinary traditions have long played an important role in defining the local cuisine. Examples of these can particularly be found in neighborhoods such as Little Italy , Slavic Village , and Tremont. Local mainstays of Cleveland's cuisine include an abundance of Polish and Central European contributions, such as kielbasa , stuffed cabbage and pierogies. Cleveland is noted in the world of celebrity food culture. Famous local figures include chef Michael Symon and food writer Michael Ruhlman , both of whom achieved local and national attentions for their contributions in the culinary world.
No Reservations focusing on Cleveland's restaurant scene. In early , the Chicago Tribune ran a feature article in its 'Travel' section proclaiming Cleveland, America's "hot new dining city". A study by Walk Score ranked Cleveland 17th most walkable of fifty largest U. A Christmas Story House and Museum to see props, costumes, rooms, photos and other materials related to the Jean Shepherd film.
Cleveland is home to many festivals throughout the year. Cultural festivals such as the annual Feast of the Assumption in the Little Italy neighborhood, the Harvest Festival in the Slavic Village neighborhood, and the more recent Cleveland Asian Festival in the Asia Town neighborhood are popular events. Cleveland hosts an annual parade on Saint Patrick's Day that brings hundreds of thousands to the streets of downtown. Fashion Week Cleveland , the city's annual fashion event, is the third-largest fashion show of its kind in the United States.
Cleveland also has the Jack Cleveland Casino. The Cleveland Indians won the World Series in and They also won the American League pennant, making the World Series in the , , , and seasons. Between and , Progressive Field then known as Jacobs Field sold out consecutive games, a Major League Baseball record until it was broken in Historically, the Browns have been among the winningest franchises in American football history winning eight titles during a short period of time— , , , , , , , and Former owner Art Modell 's relocation of the Browns after the season to Baltimore creating the Ravens , caused tremendous heartbreak and resentment among local fans.
White , worked with the NFL and Commissioner Paul Tagliabue to bring back the Browns beginning in season, retaining all team history. Afterwards, an estimated 1.
This was the first time the city had planned for a championship parade in 50 years. A notable Cleveland athlete is Jesse Owens , who grew up in the city after moving from Alabama when he was nine.
He participated in the Summer Olympics in Berlin, where he achieved international fame by winning four gold medals. The conference also stages both its men's and women's basketball tournaments at Quicken Loans Arena. Several chess championships have taken place in Cleveland. The second American Chess Congress , a predecessor the current U. Championship, was held in , and won by George Henry Mackenzie.
The and U. The Cleveland Open is currently held annually. The Cleveland Marathon has been hosted annually since Cleveland is home to four of the parks in the countywide Cleveland Metroparks system, as well as the: Included in the system is the Cleveland Metroparks Zoo. Located in Big Creek valley, the zoo contains one of the largest collection of primates in North America.
The Cleveland Public Parks District is the municipal body that oversees the city's neighborhood parks, the largest of which is the historic Rockefeller Park , notable for its lateth century historical landmark bridges and Cultural Gardens. Cleveland's position as a center of manufacturing established it as a hotbed of union activity early in its history.
While other parts of Ohio, particularly Cincinnati and the southern portion of the state, have historically supported the Republican Party , Cleveland commonly breeds the strongest support in the state for the Democrats. However, Democrats still dominate every level of government. Cleveland is split between two congressional districts. Most of the western part of the city is in the 9th District , represented by Marcy Kaptur.
Most of the eastern part of the city, as well as most of downtown, is in the 11th District , represented by Marcia Fudge. During the Presidential election , although George W. Bush carried Ohio by 2. The city of Cleveland supported Kerry over Bush by the even larger margin of The city of Cleveland operates on the mayor—council strong mayor form of government.
Previous mayors of Cleveland include progressive Democrat Tom L. Lausche , and Carl B. Stokes , the first African American mayor of a major American city. Between about to , the Cleveland Torso Murderer killed and dismembered at least a dozen and perhaps twenty people in the area. No arrest was ever made. From to , Ariel Castro held three women as sex slaves in his home in Cleveland. Police became aware of the crime when one of the women escaped.
Castro was sentenced to one thousand years in jail, but committed suicide. Based on the Morgan Quitno Press national crime rankings, Cleveland ranked as the 7th most dangerous city in the nation among US cities with a population of , to , and the 11th most dangerous overall. In September , the local police arrested Anthony Sowell , who was known in press reports as the Cleveland Strangler.
He was convicted of eleven murders as well as other crimes and sentenced to death. Ranked 21st was in the vicinity of Quincy Avenue and E. A study in —72 found that although Cleveland's crime rate was significantly lower than other large urban areas, most Cleveland residents feared crime. A task force was formed and was partially successful at reducing gang activity by a combination of removing gang-related graffiti and educating news sources to not name gangs in news reporting.
The distribution of crime in Cleveland is highly heterogeneous. Relatively few crimes take place in downtown Cleveland's business district, but the perception of crime in the downtown has been pointed to by the Greater Cleveland Growth Association now the Greater Cleveland Partnership  as damaging to the city's economy. Statistically speaking, higher incidences of violent crimes have been noted in some parts of Cleveland with higher populations of African Americans.
Furthermore, this relationship was found to be strongest with respect to economic crimes. In , Cleveland's crime rate were 84 murders, 3, robberies, and 9, burglaries. The Justice Department found a pattern of excessive force including the use of firearms, tasers, fists, and chemical spray that unnecessarily escalated nonviolent situations, including against the mentally ill and people who were already restrained.
As a result of the Justice Department report, the city of Cleveland has agreed to a consent decree to revise its policies and implement new independent oversight over the police force. Under Section , the Department of Justice is granted authority to seek declaratory or equitable relief to remedy a pattern or practice of conduct by law enforcement officers that deprives individuals of rights, privileges, or immunities secured by the Constitution or federal law.
Attorney General Eric Holder and U. At the same time as the announcement of the investigation findings, the City of Cleveland and the Department of Justice issued a Joint Statement of Principles agreeing to begin negotiations with the intention of reaching a court-enforceable settlement agreement.
The details of the settlement agreement, or consent decree, were released on May 26, The agreement mandates sweeping changes in training for recruits and seasoned officers, developing programs to identify and support troubled officers, updating technology and data management practices, and an independent monitor to ensure that the goals of the decree are met.
The agreement is not an admission or evidence of liability, nor is it an admission by the city, CDP, or its officers and employees that they have engaged in unconstitutional, illegal, or otherwise improper activities or conduct.
Keeping a large privately-owned stable of nubile females has always been reserved only for the Very Rich, of course. Arab culture in particular has traditionally approved of wealthy men having multiple wives and keeping women in harems as captive sex slaves. And for centuries it was common throughout the world for warlords, kings and emperors to own numerous female slaves and concubines they could fuck whenever they wanted to.
By definition, the more females a man could own and maintain, the richer and more powerful he was seen to be. If an ordinary guy wanted to get laid, he either had to fuck the wife or hunt down some pussy on his own. The first bordello was created. And soon, there were many bordellos, each competing with the others for customers. Many civilizations before and up through the days of the Roman Empire viewed having casual, impersonal sex with a stranger as a totally acceptable form of entertainment, and so elaborate brothels were built and stocked with slaves — both females and males — to serve the needs of their patrons.
And for centuries, these businesses thrived. But attitudes change, and especially in Europe with the emergence of Christianity as a strong social force, the practice of owning slaves fell out of favor and sex itself came to be viewed, at least publicly, as a uniquely intimate act expressed only between married men and women.
If a guy wanted to get a little extra-marital pussy he had to sneak out to get it, and since society no longer approved of or publicly supported lavish, ornate brothels stocked with sex slaves, he had to do it discreetly. The guy would arrive, select his prostitute, negotiate the price, fuck her and then leave as quickly as possible.
And that certainly remained true even for the miners and cowboys who were routinely being serviced out of the tents and saloons of the Old American West. Oh, the girls may have been a bit better dressed, and the whorehouses were perhaps kept a bit cleaner.
The John still arrives and selects his prostitute, still negotiates the price of a fuck, and still leaves the place as soon as he has gotten laid. And the women that work in these cathouses are all well aware of what they are doing. Some view providing sex as simply their occupation: No Fuck, No Eat. Heck, probably very few of them actually even offer up the use of their pussy without some resentment.
But Island Royale is different. We model Island Royale after the luxurious bordellos that were popular at the height of the Roman Empire. Our females are true slaves, just like in the old days, and they are devoted to giving men pleasure. Our bitches accept without question that their only purpose in life is to sexually gratify men.
There are other sex resorts in the world, of course. Where do they get these women? I think Exotic Retreat hires women mainly from Russia and other eastern European countries, but they also supplement their inventory with native Latinas. The Asian resorts recruit almost all of their women locally, though. And all of these women are adult professional prostitutes. No, Island Royale is completely different.
We get our girls at a very tender age — four and five years old — and from the moment they arrive they are taught that their only reason for existence is to provide sexual pleasure to men. And here at Island Royale, a Guest is not simply limited to screwing just one or two of the girls — he has our entire inventory to choose from! Both sexually mature young women and preadolescent little girls, each willing and eager to please. Any time he wants.
They are sex slaves, and their lives are committed exclusively to sexually servicing men. A girl here who does not freely and enthusiastically suck cock is looked upon with distain by the other girls; the gash who is unable to get her Master to ejaculate feels she has failed somehow. How do you get the girls to think that way? And so does that training begin immediately? The first thing we do after we acquire a girl is to have her spayed. That obviously avoids for us the risk of pregnancy when she gets older.
Giving her a full supracervical hysterectomy makes her available for sex every day of the month for the rest of her life. And if you perform this surgery on a really young girl, she tends to heal up rather quickly. But what we found was that the girl would be rather nervous about her first mounting, the Guest really excited, and invariably it seemed he would simply just want to jump on top of her, ram his dick up her twat as quickly as possible, fuck her hard and come.
That would often leave quite a bloody mess and the girl might be in pain for days. Shoot, even after her pussy had healed she might still be scared about being fucked for several weeks afterward. So now, we simply rupture her hymen as soon as we get her, long before she learns what her cunt is for, and gradually introduce her to a dick as she grows up.
We do let her keep her clitoris, though. We want her to feel good about sex. What do you do with her during that first year? During that first year, before her formal education begins, all we expect from a girl is that she become accustomed to her nudity and comfortable being touched and fondled by men.
A small red ceramic cherry attached to a thin gold chain leading from her vagina — and we get her used to wearing that. You know, feeling her up and fondling her pussy a lot — generally just get her used to being treated as a toy. Under her nameplate, though, is a button. What is that button for? That way, we can keep track of how active she is and when she can be made available if a Guest summons her.
While often a Guest will select a sex partner from among the females available in the Compound, he can also arrange for a specific girl to be summoned by using the computer terminal in his suite. Her amulet will vibrate and she will report to the concierge to receive instructions for her next assignment. Much like the electronics some restaurants use to let patrons know their table is ready. You really should check out your computer terminal. And so I shall.
But back to the children. Do you simply send them right out into the Compound after that first year? How many girls do you keep in the Nursery? Well, the figure is constantly changing, of course, as the girls complete their slave training and are put into service out in the Compound. Cynthia could tell you how many girls we have there at the moment, but on average I would guess we have around or so baby pussies in the Nursery at any given time. And do these girls go naked for those three years in the Nursery?
No, not all of the time. They prefer that the staff tease them a bit. Having the little girls go completely naked all of the time would never give them a chance to learn how to wear clothing, so we introduce them to a rudimentary wardrobe when they are quite young. What do they wear, then?
But basically we have three simple outfits. The first is just a rectangular sheet of cloth, hemmed on one edge, with a length of rope threaded through the loop. The girl wears the cloth around her waist and ties the cord in front. Her hips and ass are mainly covered, but of course her pussy remains exposed. The second garment is really just a variation of the first, made with two much smaller pieces of cloth.
Again, the girl wears this around her waist and ties the cord in front. Her flanks are somewhat covered, but her ass and pussy remain open to view. Those ends are stitched together; she slips it over her head and ties a length of rope around her waist.
The rope tends to make the cloth bunch up a bit in front but gives the girl a feel for cloth rubbing against her tits. The dress leaves her flanks exposed for the most part, and the cloth can be lifted easily in both the front and the back should you want to inspect her ass or vagina. Fairly early on, we concluded that we could not simply ignore basic education.
Why did you decide this was necessary? It was so darn frustrating for us! Really, giving the bitches a basic education — to about a first or second grade level — is more for our benefit than it is for them. Other than this basic education, then, what other instructions do your girls receive?
The Nursery curriculum consists of three more-or-less equal parts. One, as I said, is to give the little gashes an elementary understanding of reading, writing, and arithmetic. They must develop good personal grooming habits and keep themselves clean, fresh, and ready for sexual activity at all times. We need them to be able to speak well.
Etiquette is very important. We teach them to be polite and submissive. We teach them to obey orders. It is vital to us that these cunts always know they are subservient beings — animals, really — kept as pets solely for our amusement. Obviously, the third part of our educational program is devoted to providing the slaves extensive instruction in proper sexual technique.
Our girls become familiar with male genitalia quite early in their training, and each will perform her first masturbation of a penis long before her sixth birthday. They accept their existence as a sex slave quite easily. Certainly a large part of it, I think, is instinct. We may be living in the 21st Century, after all, but we still carry with us some remnants of our prehistoric nature. Way back in ancient caveman times, having children around was by and large a nuisance to the tribe.
They were too young to go on a hunt, and too young to help keep the home fires going. If you think about it, every successful civilization in history has been ruled by men, and by and large women have always served in a passive, submissive capacity. By instinct, females of all ages want to please men, and they unconsciously view performing sexual acts as a way of demonstrating to their bigger and more powerful male protectors and providers that they will remain docile and obedient servants at all times.
Girls at that age know nothing about fucking. What they do know on an unconscious level, though, is that by letting the older males play with their bodies, they can in turn rely upon those males to provide for and protect them. Look at little puppies. They may be only a few weeks old, but already a few of the males in the litter will be seen demonstrating mounting activities. I think the role society plays in teaching young girls how to behave might be equally important.
I recall reading a story in a newspaper many years ago. Some little five-year-old girl had been taught to come home from school each day, take off her clothes, and give her stepfather a blow job. Chuckling Sort of a basic daily household chore for her, like washing the dishes or taking out the garbage. Around the time she turned twelve he started fucking her on a regular basis and later on let her older step-brother and some of his friends fuck her as well. This went on for several years, without any problems whatsoever, until the authorities learned of it and had the guy arrested.
After that, she was a basket case. Even in Europe, up until the 18th Century or so, girls were still routinely being married off when they were only nine or ten years old. Shoot, it took a statute to make fucking a girl under eighteen a crime, and until societal attitudes changed, nobody considered the practice of screwing little girls at all improper.
And for that matter, the practice is still considered quite socially acceptable in many Asian and Middle Eastern countries. That all does make a lot of sense. Of course it does! And so, all of our girls — who already instinctively want to sexually please men — are told that they are supposed to do so!
It makes them feel good. It gives their life meaning and purpose. Here at Island Royale, these cunts are all trained to understand that they exist only to provide men pleasure.
But surely the children must still be taught how to perform fellatio. Who provides this instruction? And then one week, one of the guys suggested that we ask for volunteers from among our Guests to help train our little girls to give blow jobs. Boy, was that a great idea! I think every single one of our Guests volunteered. We had to draw straws! Just contact the concierge for a reservation. All right, I will. So when are the Nursery girls actually then ready to join the general population of sex slaves in the Compound?
Yes, what are they exactly? The ornament itself is simply a ceramic charm, molded and painted to look like a cherry. I did find that amusing. Yeah, most of the men do. And I take full credit for the design! The girls themselves, though, have no idea what the joke is. You understand, of course, that we give all of our slaves regular physical examinations, including full gynecological exams. We shove a rod up her cunt and measure how big a dick she can take.
Would you care to watch? Inside the infirmary is a simple desk and behind this desk sits a chair and a row of plain metal filing cabinets. To the left are three small windowless rooms, two of which were open but neither occupied at the time of my visit. In each of the first two rooms there is a single-sized bed, a small writing desk and chair, and a wall of wood-faced cabinets.
Indeed, in all material respects these rooms look just like any other modestly appointed sick room one might see in a high school or college infirmary.
George sterilizes each of the newly acquired young female sex slaves. To the right of the desk is a much larger room, obviously used for medical examinations. Dominating the center of the room is the table, covered with a white custom-fitted contour sheet and equipped with the ubiquitous gynecological stirrups doctors always seem to require when examining female genitalia. Running along the full length of the far wall is a laminated plastic countertop, with drawers and wood-faced cabinets installed both above and below.
The countertop was empty during my visit except for a clipboard, two ballpoint pens, a few bottles of antiseptic near the stainless steel sink, and a long white tapered plastic rod, softly rounded on one end and ringed in multiple colors in what looked to me to be about half-inch intervals.
Several minutes passed before Dr. George arrived carrying a thin manila folder. After exchanging introductions, Dr. George explained that he would shortly be performing the routine examination of a ten-year-old girl named Mica.
Most of his medical notations were gibberish to me but I did glean some pertinent information regarding the girl: A few of these children had simply been kidnapped by the broker himself from their rural village homes in the former Yugoslavia, but most of them had been purchased from others who had performed the actual abductions.
Mica had been born in a small town near the Russian-Ukrainian border and had been sold to the broker by one of her maternal uncles for an undisclosed price. The small photograph clipped to her file suggested Mica to be an attractive little girl with dark hair and brown eyes.
I scoured her file for the name of her home village and, yes indeed, the area had been one of the first places I had visited. I mentally calculated when that visit had occurred and concluded that the little girls taken from the village at that time would all be about ten years old by now. How very interesting, I thought: Until this time I had believed all of these children had been viciously abducted in the night by strangers, but in fact many — including Mica — had actually been sold into sexual slavery by someone the child both knew and trusted.
And after years of searching, I realized, I was soon to finally meet one of these kidnapped little girls. Once, to have a problem milk tooth extracted and, more recently, to receive treatment for an abrasion to her vaginal lining caused by a Guest who had inappropriately slipped his finger into her during a session.
George had noted that she had recovered nicely following an overnight stay in the infirmary, however, and had resumed her daily activities in the Compound the next morning without any complications. Her file did not reveal if or how the Guest had been sanctioned for his indiscretion. Just as I had concluded reading her file, Mica quietly entered the infirmary and presented herself to Dr. George for her examination. Her photograph did not do her justice, for she was indeed a beautiful little girl with big brown eyes and dark brown hair which she held securely in back by a brightly colored elastic band.
Soon after her arrival she released that band, sending her hair cascading down to her shoulders, leaving exposed the slight swells of her still largely undeveloped breasts. The child wore nothing but a simple skirt, open in the front and fully displaying before us her tiny hairless vagina. Swaying gently between her thighs, kissed by her pussy lips, was the thin gold chain and bright red ornament that confirmed her preadolescence.
The little girl spoke in English, with just a hint of an eastern European accent, and she politely greeted each of us in turn, appearing neither ashamed of nor embarrassed by her nudity. She casually untied her small garment and allowed it to drop to the floor as she leapt up on to the examination table, immediately negotiating her heels into the gynecological stirrups.
She had obviously been examined this way many times before and eagerly assumed her position: Flat on her back with her hands tucked, palms down, under her buttocks and with her thighs spread wide by the stirrups. She calmly lay there beneath the bright fluorescent lights, offering to us a stunning view of her smooth, hairless prepubescent vagina. And indeed, it was. Quickly spreading her labia with his left hand, Dr. George plunged his right index and middle fingers deep into the girl and withdrew her plug.
Mica gasped slightly with this invasion of her gender, but otherwise did not react. George continued his circular movements around her breast until he had finally centered over her smooth coffee-colored areola, and he then began to gently twist and pinch her nipple, coaxing it to stiffen.
He pulled his finger out of her vagina, studied her swollen little nipples, and turned to the counter to scribble something in his file. George as he turned again to the young girl lying naked on the table. He was holding the long multi-ringed plastic phallus, wet and shimmering in the bright glow of the examination room lights.
Mica nodded and struggled to lean upward and forward, positioning herself to where she could observe her vaginal impalement while supporting her torso on her elbows. She looked first to Greg, then to me as she began wetting her lips, but turned her head back sharply to Dr. George as he brought the instrument into contact with her slit. Mica inhaled deeply with this modest penetration, but continued otherwise to remain motionless. Mica again quietly gasped.
Dr George advanced the dildo yet again, this time eliciting from the little girl both a sharp gasp and a slight twitch of her pelvis as her pussy lips curled inward around the plastic shaft. He left the phallus in this position for a few seconds before slowly retreating slightly from her vagina, but soon he was advancing again and Mica grunted audibly as she leaned forward in an attempt to protect herself from the invading dildo. George pressed the white shaft even further into the little girl, burying the tip deep inside her, and held the instrument in this position for several seconds.
Mica was visibly in discomfort now, and the doctor abandoned his efforts to further impale her, drawing the phallus fully out of her pussy. Mica relaxed and slowly exhaled as she settled back once again to the table. George as he made further notes in his file. He deftly spread her labia and slipped the small plastic plug back deep into her pussy. He turned to look at me. I nodded vaguely, somewhat bewildered still by what I had recently witnessed, and the little girl approached.
George smiled as he and Greg walked out the door. She stared curiously at my jockey shorts, unaccustomed to seeing men wearing clothing beneath their robes. She soon had my underwear peeled down as well, exposing my member as it hung but inches from her face.
She started first by massaging my rod with her left hand, cupping my testicles in her right, while carefully licking my balls. I could feel a climax rapidly approaching and Mica, sensing this as well, abandoned her hold on my shaft and began licking my inner thigh, slowly moving higher and closer to the base of my penis. The urgency of my orgasm subsided somewhat.
Greg had been right, I thought. These girls are experts. Mica had slowed her pace in order to extend my pleasure. The level of my sexual excitement again increased as the little girl slowly traced the underside of my shaft with her tongue.
When she reached the tip of my penis she began her final assault upon my manhood, and soon I could no longer control myself, exploding in a series of orgasmic spasms, filling her tiny mouth with my cum. Mica had anticipated my climax as well and had placed her tongue over the tip of my penis, directing my jism away from the back of her throat. Methodically moving her head forward and back as I unloaded into her, she paused briefly, just once to swallow, before resuming her mouth-fuck.
The little girl continued to suck my cock, even after I had emptied myself, but as my erection diminished she withdrew and nestled my shaft between her cheek and palm, slowly rolling it back and forth as she licked the tip of my knob in search of any remaining drops of semen. I imagine she would have remained massaging my member forever had I not eventually stepped backward to stare down to the young female standing naked before me.
Mica recognized that her services had been completed but continued to cradle my flaccid penis in her hand. I nodded and mumbled something. Mica smiled, gently released her hold on my cock, and casually picked up her loincloth as she quietly moved toward the doorway of the examination room.
I watched as she positioned the small garment around her waist while exiting the infirmary. Years before, I thought to myself, I had agonized over the plight of those unfortunate little girls who had been so savagely stolen in the night from their homes and families.
And now I had just received the most impressive blow job of my life from one of them. In candor, I have no recollection of either dressing myself or walking back down the hallway to Dr. I do, however, recall the doctor sitting comfortably behind his desk, wearing a grin the Cheshire Cat would envy, as I made my entrance. George continued to smile.
I could still hear Dr. George laughing to himself as I staggered down the hallway. I returned to the main level of the hotel and passed the concierge. Glancing to my left, in the distance I could see a dozen or more nude or semi-naked girls and women outside in the Compound, but Mica was not among them. Still in the Boudoir, I assumed, washing her mouth to remove any remaining evidence of my recent ejaculation.
A young nude woman with long curly blonde hair stood leaning against the front desk, her large breasts draped over the counter, listening as the male desk attendant read to her from his computer screen the orders for her next liaison.
Another girl, black as night and clad in a skimpy white bikini, stood waiting behind her to receive instructions for her next session. Under other circumstances I would undoubtedly have wished to have studied such a scene in much greater detail, but at that time all I could think about was getting back to my room and collapsing. And so I did.
I was eager to explore other sexual adventures available to me during my stay at Island Royale and decided to revisit my computer terminal. I could feel a stirring once again in my loins as I studied her photograph, taken as she posed in the nude while leaning against a palm tree, and I decided to inquire as to her availability.
Danica is currently available for your use. I requested that she be summoned. Following another brief pause, the screen again cleared: Danica has been summoned for you. Within minutes there was a knock at my door and the bare-breasted girl stood before me wearing only a short, tight, crimson-colored skirt.
She arched her back as she crossed the doorway threshold, accentuating her breasts and large, erect nipples, but then she stopped and turned to face me. Her long black hair flowed down each side of her magnificent twin globes, framing her deep brown areolas. I motioned vaguely toward my bedroom and she nodded, removing her skirt as she traveled across the room. She sat on the edge of the bed, her arms behind her for support and with her legs slightly parted, revealing to me her exposed pussy and the thin manicured strip of dark brown pubic hair just above her slit.
She seemed to be studying me as I slipped off my tunic, and when I crawled on to the opposite side of the bed she lay down and arched her back even more, inviting me to caress her naked breasts.
I played with her boobs and delightfully hard nipples for several minutes before working my hand down across her belly to her nether lips. By this time Danica had found my cock and had begun expertly caressing my rock-hard member. Her pubic hair was surprisingly soft, and as I ran my hand over her pussy, occasionally plunging my fingers into the soft wet recesses of her vagina, the girl rolled to her side to face me. Leaning forward, she slowly took my cock into her mouth and began working her tongue around my shaft.
Soon I was ready to mount her and she paused to await my choice of position. I got up, walked around to the near side of the bed and, grabbing her ankles, pulled her toward me. She spread her legs wide and I buried my prick deep into her tight wet pussy, eliciting a sharp gasp from the girl as I impaled her. With her calves resting on my shoulders I banged her hard, and with each thrust her tits would dance madly across her chest. I grabbed her left nipple and twisted it sharply; Danica responded with a squeal and threw her arms around my neck.
Again and again I would thrust, and the girl would counter by tightening her cunt muscles as if to try to capture my dick in her twat. I was exploding now, and she squeezed her right breast as I emptied myself into her. I continued to plow my way in and out of her wet cunt, even after I had shot my wad, while the young woman gyrated and moaned with delight beneath me.
Exhausted, I withdrew and fell gasping for breath on the bed to her side. Danica repositioned and immediately began softly licking my penis, sending me into yet another dimension of pleasure. I was soon hard again and, encouraged, the woman began to aggressively service me once more using her mouth and tongue. In time I ejaculated yet again and was truly spent when I heard her softly speak. Quietly, my raven-haired sex slave arose, picked up her skirt, and was gone.
I had missed the formal dinner because of my delightful little tryst with the nubile brunette, but I knew I could still grab a slice of pizza or a sandwich from the snack bar at any time. Selecting a comfortable toga to wear, I slipped into some sandals and ventured downstairs to the Compound. The on-going party was in high gear. I ordered a cocktail and stood near the perimeter of the circle as each girl in turn shuffled to the Calypso beat under the ever-lowering limbo bar.
When one of the girls seemed to get stuck right under the bamboo pole, a Guest laughingly reached in and finger-fucked her where she stood, torso arched awkwardly backward, with her gaping, freshly shaved pussy on marvelous display. The girl waited patiently until he had withdrawn his fingers from her cunt before continuing, and then amid a roar of laughter from the lust-filled spectators scraped her tits on the bamboo as she finished negotiating her way under the bar.
With each round of the competition the bar was lowered and, one by one, the nubile young women fell to the ground, only to be claimed immediately by a Guest. One rather short and elderly Asian Guest had exceptionally poor aim and managed to graze the forearm of a girl only because she had come to a stop and had leaned into his poorly thrown water missile. A fresh supply of water balloons and young naked women was ordered, with another round of the game soon to begin, but I decided to withdraw and head back toward the pool area.
Earlier in the day the volleyball courts would have been teeming with activity, but now they were deserted but for a few little girls quietly playing in the sand. A short heavy-set man stood watching over them, casually rubbing the front of his robe as he studied the naked children busily constructing some sort of circular wall around a rectangular sand building.
The little girls seemed to be ignoring their leering observer, but when he parted his robe and exposed his cock, one of them stood and began performing fellatio while her sister child sex toys continued their play. The bars in the Compound seemed crowded so I walked back into the lobby. A buxom topless woman quickly arrived with my vodka tonic and I gazed out over the recreational center as I sipped my drink.
To my left, a little naked girl no more than eight years old sat innocently straddling the lap of a Guest, her legs spread wide, casually stroking his erect penis while he ran his hands over her smooth flat chest and belly, occasionally sliding his fingers down to caress the outer lips of her tiny hairless vagina and play with the small cherry ornament dangling between her thighs.
To my right, a somewhat older girl lay on her back on a couch as another Guest licked her bald pussy while masturbating. In the distance I could see yet another young woman, naked but for a thin pink scarf wrapped loosely around her neck, repeatedly impaling herself upon a Guest seated in a large overstuffed chair. I was contemplating which luscious female I would next like to take back with me to my quarters when suddenly Greg appeared.
Not on an official tour, but rather as one of the Guests. You can help us out with the training. I was to join a group in the main lobby the next morning after breakfast. Greg said goodbye and quickly disappeared. Amid the music and laughter of the nightly Compound party I studied the numerous attractive young women available for me to choose from, and I set eyes upon a lovely young brown-headed girl with small breasts, slim hips, and a nice little round ass standing all alone, idly gazing into the water from one of the many walkways that bridge the swimming pool.
Her firm red nipples poked through the mesh of her blouse in a most enticing way and I just knew I had to fuck her. Perfect, I thought, and I engaged her immediately as my bedroom toy for the night. Most of the gathering of Guests sat quietly sipping tea or coffee, but a few Asian men — Chinese, I think — sat huddled together talking in subdued tones broken only by brief sporadic outbursts of laughter. Their conversation was not in English and I did not understand what they were saying, but from their gestures I suspected that each was in turn recounting to the others his most recent sexual adventure.
Greg arrived soon after the hour wearing a white Roman-style tunic with gold trim. We rode past the dining room and storage facilities and out across the wide expanse of the playground area, and in the distance I could see a number of naked little girls playing in the sun, each completely indifferent to our passing caravan.
We eased to a stop near an entrance on the northern side of the Nursery, and Greg motioned to us all to exit. My group, with Greg as our guide, was soon led down a hallway and into a brightly lit room furnished with a dozen or so student desks arranged neatly in rows. Scattered across most of these desks were assorted pencils and paper, and an open book lay precariously close to the edge on one of the desks suggesting that the room had been abandoned quite suddenly.
But of course this was not an ordinary grammar school classroom. All along the back wall were several large color posters displaying pictures of adult male genitalia, circumcised and uncircumcised, in various stages of sexual arousal, and a series of comfortable chairs had been lined up against the near wall.
Once we had all been seated Greg stepped outside the room, but he returned shortly thereafter and eased himself into one of the remaining chairs stationed against the wall.
We were there only briefly before a stream of little girls entered the room followed by their teacher, a tall thin man in his mids wearing a light blue jumpsuit. As each child passed before the line of seated observers, she would glance in our direction and smile before taking a seat behind her desk.
Most of the little girls were naked, although a few wore abbreviated skirts like the one Mica had worn to her examination, and each displayed the ubiquitous gold chain and bright red ceramic ornament of childhood below her vaginal lips. I found it amusing to watch as several of the children, squirming in their seats, would spread their legs and casually play with their ornaments, seemingly oblivious to the lusty stares of their visitors.
I had to smile in amazement: An entire roomful of six-year-old girls thanking me for granting to them the opportunity to suck my dick. The scene was quite surreal. Several of the girls started to leave their seats. A little naked Caucasian girl with a round face, long light brown hair and bright blue eyes suddenly appeared and flopped to her knees before me. She leaned back a bit, resting her arms on her thighs, beaming a proud smile upward and revealing the gap created by a recently lost milk tooth.
With her legs spread slightly apart, I could see the top portion of her hairless slit and her small red ornament as it rested on the floor beneath the lips of her vagina.
Teacher announced to the class that they could begin their lesson, and my little student leaned forward and began carefully parting my robe. She gingerly took my shaft in her tiny left hand and, dropping her head downward and to the side, began lightly licking my balls, starting first at the bottom, then working her tongue up to the base of my cock before slowly moving back downward to repeat.
Occasionally the little girl would stroke my penis while massaging my testicles with her lips, but she would soon abandon her gentle masturbation and I would retreat from an approaching orgasm to further savor the waves of pleasure the child was generating in my groin with her young tongue. Just how long the child spent caressing my balls with her tongue I cannot say. An epic struggle, duel or catfight was set to occur between Rena and Liana in the film's conclusion, over who would take over Uruck's harem.
The contest was to see who could draw "first blood. After vanquishing Rena by scratching her face and drawing blood, Liana was led away by Uruck to his chamber. As he slept, she remembered the murder of her parents.
She unleashed a long knife - shown next to a huge close-up of her right breast - she raised it and stabbed Uruck to death. However, Rena was close behind - she shot a poison-tipped arrow at Liana, and the jungle girl was bound up with the others. Rena declared to them: Meanwhile, Rocky rescued the others, but they were too late to save Harvey and Bella. They witnessed their deaths on the spikes.
Koukou threw some powdery explosive at Rena and killed her. In the undramatic ending, Liana released other enslaved mine workers and led everyone out of the temple cave. She threatened the remainder of Rena's honor guard of female warriors, warning them to leave by nightfall. And Koukou began bragging and shouting: In the final scene, Liana was riding an elephant with surviving bearded jungle guide Bud, telling him: Back to School This was stand-up comedian Rodney Dangerfield's more popular follow-up comedy film, after Easy Money Dangerfield headlined as Thornton Melon - a leering millionaire tycoon who improbably attended college with his son in order to carouse and romance the ladies - brought there by limousine.
Nudity was exhibited by Leslie Scarborough aka Leslie Huntly as a startled sorority Co-ed 1 in the shower. When her nudity was revealed behind the shower curtain, Thornton stated: Betty Blue , Fr. Director Jean-Jacques Beineix's erotic drama was a big commercial hit in France. Its title was the morning temperature There was a longer running time minutes for the original Director's Cut release compared to the North American release length minutes.
The emotional French sex drama, nominated for Best Foreign Language film, was noted for its opening - an ardent, extended thrusting love-making scene set in a beachside shack - filmed with a two-minute slow-zoom toward a couple who were lying sideways on a bed beneath a portrait of the Mona Lisa: The subtitles translated Zorg's ominous words: We made love every night. The forecast was for storms. How do I look? What do you think?
Do I please you? Although he kissed her, he wasn't pleased to see her so unexpectedly. She called all men "bastards" and pushed him away.
She was planning to move in with him: No wonder a girl ends up splitting Why don't you ever listen to me?
I expect more from a guy than sex. To think I spent a year in that dump wiping tables and dodging drunks just to get felt up one morning by the boss! I've got to start all over again now.
Anyway, I was fired. Can't even buy a train ticket. He brought her things in from the door and put them on the bed, causing her to smile. Not many girls could dress as casually as she did. In another scene she unabashedly coerced her lover to provide her with oral sex by pushing his head down to her genital area. Their love after many sequences of uninhibited and explicit sexual activity - and full frontal nudity for both sexes, especially in the longer version was eventually destroyed by their instability, possessiveness and literal amour fou - leading to the hospitalized, insane, self-wounded, and broken-down heroine's euthanasia by pillow smothering.
Hiding in her apartment's closet, clean-cut, innocent, small-town college student Jeffrey Beaumont Kyle MacLachlan voyeuristically watched nightclub singer Dorothy Valens Isabella Rossellini as she disrobed to a black bra, black panties, and red high-heeled shoes. She stripped naked in the rear bathroom, and then reached for her blue velvet robe from the closet. He heard a drawer open in the kitchen as she reached for a large knife, and then suddenly flung open the closet door where he was caught hiding.
She threatened him at knife-point into intimidation and forced him to get on his knees. She cut his face with the knife blade, turned the tables on him, made him her voyeuristic prey, and forced him to undress in front of her, all the way down to his underwear and socks.
She pulled down his underpants to his knees, then began touching, fondling, and kissing and fellating? Do you like talk like that? Three loud knocks at the door frightened Dorothy. Frantically fearing the man's arrival and with the knife gleaming above Jeffrey, she told him to head back into the closet. Jeffrey watched in horror, hiding behind a wardrobe closet door, as Dorothy was terrorized by her visitor - evil, psychotic, blackmailing, perverse and depraved villainous kidnapper Frank Booth Dennis Hopper.
The scene was disturbing, cruel, sadomasochistic, and kinky. The 'dark' scene was intercut with a frightened Jeffrey surreptitiously viewing the shadowy, broken images between the slats of the distasteful ordeal from his hiding place in the closet: Show it to me.
She slowly opened her legs wider and adjusted her robe, while Frank stared at her crotch and drank his bourbon. Don't you f--kin' look at me! He repeatedly demanded that she look away from him - denying her the sight of his 'dark' nature.
While he placed the mask over his mouth and nose, he snorted and inhaled helium or nitrous oxide? He debased her as a prostitute, mother figure, and copulatory partner in the natural world: He moved toward her, kneeling in front of her.
Baby wants to f--k. Get ready to f--k. He slugged her in the face. After another gasp of gas, Frank begged and whined menacingly: As he began to feel her breasts, he sucked, chewed, and bit the velvet cloth.
Then he seized her and threw her down to the floor, spewing vulgar words. Frank removed a pair of scissors, menacingly snipping with them in mid-air above her face and body: Don't f--kin' look at me.
Don't you look at me. He stuffed the end of her blue robe belt into her mouth and the other end into his own mouth. Don't you f--kin' look at me. And then after forcefully touching her genitals, he mounted her and started humping her with his unbuckled pants still on.
He moved frenziedly faster and faster until climaxing in a brief and brutal f--k. After getting off of her, he slugged her again in the face, hideously threatening her again: Do it for Van Gogh. Subsequently, Jeffrey took Dorothy into his arms. She opened her robe to reveal her left breast, tempting him.
You can feel it. You can touch it. Hit me," but Jeffrey refused and told her to "stop it," even though she kept pleading: Later, he was lured back to her bedroom, as the sonic signature of the cavernous howling in the ear was heard. In close-up, their naked bodies made love on the blue-silky sheets of her bed.
Again, she demanded to be hit. Jeffrey while rescuing Dorothy! He overcame his resistance to abusing her after she begged him to please her - her moist red lips appeared, with sparkling white teeth. Again, he hit her - as the flames grew and the animalistic howling sound intensified during their violent, erotic love-making in the darkness. One of the often criticized scenes of gratuitous nudity was the later scene in which a naked and battered Dorothy shockingly appeared on the Beaumont's front lawn.
Film critic Roger Ebert Ebert criticized how she was misogynistically depicted in the film: And when you ask an actress to endure those experiences, you should keep your side of the bargain by putting her in an important film.
Lena also served as Caravaggio's Mary Magdalene model. Although the film had little explicit sexuality, the most striking scene involved Ranuccio kissing Caravaggio in order to claim his gold coin payments for having posed. When Lena was found murdered by drowning, suspect Ranuccio was arrested.
Carvaggio went to the Pope to get him exonerated and Ranuccio was released. Afterwards, he admitted to Caravaggio that he had murdered Lena to bring them together. Caravaggio angrily sliced Ranuccio's throat and killed him.
The beautifully photographed film included stunning underwater photography and nature scenes. It was based upon the novel by Lucy Irvine of her real-life experience on an idyllic, remote desert island. There were basically two main characters in the film set in the early s: She answered his classified ad in Time Out magazine - for a woman who would join him for a year on a deserted, paradisical tropical island, located on Tuin Island in the Torres Strait between New Guinea and Australia - the subject of his next book.
He told her over a dinner interview that she was pretty much the right companion: For her role as the uninhibited Lucy, Donohoe was required to be naked or nearly nude for about 22 minutes of screen time after the first half hour.
Once they were alone on the island, she immediately stripped down stark naked from her two-piece black bikini - causing Gerald to rush at her - although she held up a water bottle and asked: As they spent more time together, they squabbled as any dysfunctional married couple might in isolation - about different work habits and their survival against the elements, starvation, dehydration, sunburn and infections - and they engaged in acrimony and a continual power struggle.
With his constant brooding, anger issues and their many disagreements, they ultimately separated after 13 months.
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