Esoterica with Marx and angles

Sigmund Freud drew on his cigar, loathe to admit the truth. Sometimes a cigar is an analogy. Sometimes a dream is just a borrowed fantasy determined by social pressure. It tried his patients. Trial by fire. His cigar fell to the floor. Suddenly he awoke. Refreshed. But repressed.

‪The Marquis de Sade became tied up in his own affairs. An unexpected crisis of trust. Trussed up for the time being. ‬

Zeppo was a stand-in for Karl, whose interests were more involved with workplace organization. The anarchistic shenanigans of his other brothers were simply a sideline. Zeppo also later departed to become an agent for those working in the industry.
Labor relations. Kinky.