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Leo Baxendale Made My Kink What It Is

If kink is innate (I have doubts), it’s a newly-hatched chick — wide-eyed and directionless, ready to glom onto the nearby thing that looks and smells vaguely right. For me as a boy in the 1970s, that thing was The Beano, which dropped through the letter-box every week and was devoured. Even though Leo Baxendale ...