“Fuck! It was dull, it was dead. . .No resistance
or difficulty or spring, no surprises, nothing
rich or strange. No hum, no torque. Instead
everything I saw and heard was lined up like
beans in a row. . .Buried deep in the concept
was a flaw, and even that word sounded too
good for what I was trying to name. It simply
wasn’t interesting.” ……
Ian McEwan

Banal intercourse, painful to both parties.