Free Love

He lit a cigarette and drank a glass of water to cool down his throat.

“Are you nuts? Why, man? Open your eyes, she is a whore. You can’t be in love with a whore. I totally lost you. I really don’t understand what you’re talking about. Shogo, give some earthly explanations to make me understand, please. I lost you, man.”

Pause.

“Let me explain, my friend,” I lit a cigarette and replied, “I love her as a spiritual sister, you know. Not in love in the actual sense; I love her spiritually. That’s new to you, I know. I don’t want to have a girlfriend, but I would like to have a sweetheart whom I can see without any jealousy. I don’t need such silly feelings right now. These feelings are unwelcome to me. I love whores, you know, because they can cheat on me openly without any guilty feelings; not like ordinary vaginas who constantly cheat on us behind our backs; that is unforgivable for me. I don’t need such things right now. I don’t want to feel any jealousy for any vaginas; I don’t want to be distracted with such feelings right now. But, Elaine, I don’t need to worry about anything and don’t need to feel any jealousy. If I see her dancing other guys, I just nod to myself with warm sympathy, because I completely understand everything: she is just doing her job, nothing more and nothing less. Do you comprehend such a mutual harmony, my friend? She is simply doing her job; she needs to pay rent, buy clothes, eat, and so on, like ordinary people. I call this free love. She gives me free love, my friend. I don’t need to wonder if she really loves me; I don’t need to worry if she cheats on me; I don’t need to feel any jealousy: I simply love her. What a wonderful feeling to love someone indeed without any anxiety! I don’t need to receive her love in return: I just give my love to her freely. That’s why I love her, ha-ha-ha….”

“I understand you now. In this way, I understand you. But before you said you are madly in love with her, which I don’t believe. Yeah, I agree with you – it’s good to fall in love with a whore sometimes. Free love, I like that. Take care of your sweetheart, ha-ha-ha….”

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