>>24602615 (OP)
Every day, I read The Bell Jar in public outside a cafe (although admittedly by mid afternoon, I move over to the local bakery). Women have sex with me all the time - usually after I bring up some obscure detail about Sylvia Plath. They have said that they are very attracted to my several labubus, my baggy pants, my fluffy hair, and my iced matcha.