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      <image:title>digital - it was familiar how her lips pursed. silent beats of a lone soul. beating alone. tonight. *of the rebirth</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - untitled (it was the way she smoked her cigarette) *lips pursed, glowing tip</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - a near complete cycle. blood flows to the extremities. in anticipation. yearning to be touched. to know. to feel alive. mmmmmm. *of the rebirth</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - it was not our intention. our bodies sodden by lust and frustration. intertwined golden strands of consternation.  free from love's persuasion.</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - she asked me to watch as she consumed our desire.</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - relax and smoke and get comfortable. tonight, we unleash from ourselves. tonight, we are free.</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - shifting her weight. what was known, becomes intelligible. blurred memories fade into new. she takes a sip. ahhhhh. *of the rebirth</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - untitled (to be sought-after)</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - untitled (reading Neruda) *XVII</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - untitled (fever dreaming) *exhale</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - parched tongue. tracing circles on your eager skin. my thirst for you, quenches my soul.</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - untitled (she said she wouldn't leave) *until she left</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - lilac petals floating in flavored vodka. the song remained the same. alone. alone and illuminated by LCD.</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - we confessed as strangers</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - smoke and mirrors. she takes another drink. to feel. reflections of a past life. repurposed memories. to be. not alone. *of the rebirth</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - untitled (it was not the stars) *nor the distant moon in the endless sky</image:title>
      <image:caption>untitled (it was not the stars) *nor the distant moon in the endless sky</image:caption>
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      <image:title>digital - banged up. diffused. used tissues amongst stark wooden floors. we speak as if for the last time. two lovers lamenting over time.</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - untitled (as if in a dream) *destined to be set free</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - she was covered in dim light and stale air. a perfunctory smile and listless eyes, welcomed the familiar. lost lovers, who could not find their way home. *of the rebirth</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - passing time. eyes glazed from gin. she was determined to forget. to hold on. to the frustration. routine days. mundane nights. red wine romance. *of the rebirth</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - untitled (once again) *as it was before</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - it was a moment of clarity. insulated from the cold and the stench from within. i release my final breath. a faded memory from a faded night.</image:title>
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      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1441922052739-VG0MUEEWUP1DYUTEOVZK/IMG_20150902_194535.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>digital - we played each other's music. cabernet soaked lips. shivers of contentment.</image:title>
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      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1454439562236-U7H4NAKOX50MXBR7XVV3/IMG_20151105_221017.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>digital - it was the way she flipped her hair. exposed, sumptuous flesh awaits my desire. her passion for our love.</image:title>
      <image:caption>it was the way she flipped her hair. exposed, sumptuous flesh awaits my desire. her passion for our love.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>digital - she was the night. devouring darkness till dawn's first light. entwine our limbs amongst pink folds. kissing lips, our desire behold.</image:title>
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      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1441923202320-A2KGQLL0DYNQZW591XV3/IMG_20140527_221448.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>digital - she wanted me to feel her scars. visceral memories of a life once led. i became sodden by her desire. love lust red on the sheets.</image:title>
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      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1441923673999-O97ND2VW6RYYRR422EDN/IMG_20140503_232622.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>digital - move on without regret. we take our clothes off, reassuring each other of ourselves and of our libidinous nature. we move on and forget.</image:title>
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      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1471291506690-E5U91SJGSVAGNTIYI1FT/1469673622_IMG_20160727_195425-picsay.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>digital - it was the way that she looked at me. familiar. with eyes of youth. experienced in the ways of desire. *of the rebirth</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - wet. so fucking wet. show me what you want. how you want it. do you. do you want that.</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - the objectionable linoleum floor. pungent acid taste that lingers across plump lips. as we were. all remains the same.</image:title>
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      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1441924716797-FW9B13K0DYK9NAOTNN0Y/IMG_20141122_004706.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>digital - it was her raspy voice. strawberry flavored lips pursed against my neck. undulating breath of desire.</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - screaming. she asked forgiveness from her liquid saviour. twerking alone on friday night.</image:title>
      <image:caption>screaming. she asked forgiveness from her liquid saviour. twerking alone on friday night.</image:caption>
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      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1471294075888-L9MQ35XPRWF3CEVYA6KG/IMG_20160601_173501.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>digital - untitled (16) *of the degeneration</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - gravel digging into my skin. i exclaim with whiskey tongue to the moon. reminding her of her infinite glow.</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - she never said "I love you". nails ripping flesh from my back. her lips contorted inaudible words of delicious delight.</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - untitled (dripping with anticipation) *thirsty for love</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - eluding their gaze. fulfilling our desire.</image:title>
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      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1441933758667-ZPL2536UUWW3LFOB5DB2/IMG_20150903_174644.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>digital - gaze upon me. drink it up. tonight, we become who we desire to be. free. alive.</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - untitled (the same as before) *but different</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - untitled (questioning what is known) *what we thought we knew</image:title>
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      <image:title>digital - the night breeze chills my rosy cheeks. subtle. sensual laps. surrounding my ever presence. a gentle reminder. of her kiss.</image:title>
      <image:caption>the night breeze chills my rosey cheeks. subtle. sensual laps. surrounding my ever presence. a gentle reminder. of her kiss.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>digital - what I want. each passing day. gaze upon your mahogany eyes. ever giving. reassuring.</image:title>
      <image:caption>what I want. each passing day. gaze upon your mahogany eyes. ever giving. reassuring.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>digital - she was looking. to what seemed as an endless supply. of endless possibilities. to be, what she hoped to become. *of the rebirth</image:title>
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    <lastmod>2015-09-10</lastmod>
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      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1441763978164-KB3NZGPMKJ3UHV1TOR6W/notyourselfie.jpg</image:loc>
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      <image:caption>untitled (from "not your selfie")</image:caption>
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      <image:title>about</image:title>
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    <loc>http://www.chbutle.com/shop-chbutle-charliebutler</loc>
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    <priority>0.75</priority>
    <lastmod>2016-02-03</lastmod>
    <image:image>
      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1441998348342-NH5THC8DVGP1ZKB8X9PJ/1349234010945.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>shop</image:title>
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  <url>
    <loc>http://www.chbutle.com/shop-chbutle-charliebutler/touch-yourself-touch-it-show-me-that-you-like-it-do-you-think-i-like-that-do-you</loc>
    <changefreq>monthly</changefreq>
    <priority>0.5</priority>
    <lastmod>2016-02-03</lastmod>
    <image:image>
      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1441998828555-24EVLH4U2PDOPG64US8W/IMG_20140526_172821.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>shop - touch yourself. touch it. show me that you like it. do you think i like that? do you?</image:title>
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    <loc>http://www.chbutle.com/shop-chbutle-charliebutler/she-was-there-waiting-sipping-on-small-batch-bourbon-as-if-to-fulfill-my-saphiosexual-tendencies-pixies-and-bukowski-derrida-and-baudrillard-we-never-really-made-a-connection</loc>
    <changefreq>monthly</changefreq>
    <priority>0.5</priority>
    <lastmod>2016-02-03</lastmod>
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      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1454442318034-V14ZQYRLXY36THZCGI2E/IMG_20140324_234633.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>shop - she was there. waiting. sipping on small batch bourbon. as if to fulfill my saphiosexual tendencies. Pixies and Bukowski. Derrida and Baudrillard. we never really made a connection.</image:title>
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  <url>
    <loc>http://www.chbutle.com/shop-chbutle-charliebutler/untitled (casting a sheep's eye)</loc>
    <changefreq>monthly</changefreq>
    <priority>0.5</priority>
    <lastmod>2016-02-03</lastmod>
    <image:image>
      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1454442959142-1SA87CFLB6033K60JEWH/IMG_20140228_013030.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>shop - untitled (casting a sheep's eye)</image:title>
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  <url>
    <loc>http://www.chbutle.com/shop-chbutle-charliebutler/wanting-or-unable-to-come-flickering-tongue-warm-wet-numb</loc>
    <changefreq>monthly</changefreq>
    <priority>0.5</priority>
    <lastmod>2016-02-03</lastmod>
    <image:image>
      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1454441327215-GYHT328H45U2JMJF29MJ/IMG_20140603_230113.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>shop - wanting (or unable) to come. flickering tongue. warm. wet. numb.</image:title>
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  <url>
    <loc>http://www.chbutle.com/shop-chbutle-charliebutler/pushing-too-hard-feeling-alone</loc>
    <changefreq>monthly</changefreq>
    <priority>0.5</priority>
    <lastmod>2016-02-03</lastmod>
    <image:image>
      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1454443243593-DG21XTVPWRQOP3PN6L1R/IMG_20140325_220205.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>shop - pushing too hard. feeling alone.</image:title>
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  <url>
    <loc>http://www.chbutle.com/shop-chbutle-charliebutler/the-room-was-silent-faint-screams-of-yesterday-lingered-upon-egyptian-cotton-sheets-trapped-within-the-confines-of-self-doubt-and-gainful-pleasure</loc>
    <changefreq>monthly</changefreq>
    <priority>0.5</priority>
    <lastmod>2016-02-03</lastmod>
    <image:image>
      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1454441811978-652IVRCSLDP0E8M26EPY/IMG_20140617_161101.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>shop - the room was silent. faint screams of yesterday lingered upon egyptian cotton sheets. trapped within the confines of self doubt and gainful pleasure.</image:title>
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    <loc>http://www.chbutle.com/shop-chbutle-charliebutler/there-was-a-time-when-it-did-not-matter-blood-stained-teeth-sipping-on-regrets-it-was-not-for-attention</loc>
    <changefreq>monthly</changefreq>
    <priority>0.5</priority>
    <lastmod>2016-02-03</lastmod>
    <image:image>
      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1454443355621-TVDIDOZZA3XLQ6EXUTJS/IMG_20140602_225523.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>shop - there was a time when it did not matter. blood stained teeth sipping on regrets. *it was not for attention.</image:title>
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    <loc>http://www.chbutle.com/shop-chbutle-charliebutler/untitled-unable-to-be-felt</loc>
    <changefreq>monthly</changefreq>
    <priority>0.5</priority>
    <lastmod>2016-02-03</lastmod>
    <image:image>
      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1454443855412-OFJIM2SUSBJ74VOU6N3B/IMG_20131122_115149.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>shop - untitled (unable to be felt)</image:title>
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    <loc>http://www.chbutle.com/shop-chbutle-charliebutler/untitled-she-was-without-a-name</loc>
    <changefreq>monthly</changefreq>
    <priority>0.5</priority>
    <lastmod>2016-02-03</lastmod>
    <image:image>
      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1454444123814-5YJTWEAQ9VJ8GCEV8EF4/IMG_0001-picsay_1.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>shop - untitled (she was without a name)</image:title>
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    <loc>http://www.chbutle.com/shop-chbutle-charliebutler/she-was-magnanimous-that-night-bloodshot-eyes-whiskey-coated-tongue</loc>
    <changefreq>monthly</changefreq>
    <priority>0.5</priority>
    <lastmod>2016-02-03</lastmod>
    <image:image>
      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1454444538885-2MPWLU38Q2YN9XXT6115/IMG_20140223_001448.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>shop - she was magnanimous that night. bloodshot eyes. whiskey coated tongue.</image:title>
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    <loc>http://www.chbutle.com/shop-chbutle-charliebutler/we-confessed-as-strangers-in-a-unfamiliar-room</loc>
    <changefreq>monthly</changefreq>
    <priority>0.5</priority>
    <lastmod>2016-02-03</lastmod>
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      <image:loc>https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/55e0ba3ce4b098bcbbcc1d71/1454445034925-MQ41QE8KY3077JL5S158/IMG_20131101_104736_.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>shop - we confessed as strangers. in a unfamiliar room.</image:title>
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