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Aight, so check this—sex-dating got its perks. You lonely? Boom, match. Horny? Swipe right, get it poppin’. But it’s sneaky too, like that captain in the movie listenin’ in on lives. You puttin’ it all out there—pics, kinks, whatever—and some creep might be lurkin’. True story: this chick I know, she matched with a dude who sent her a PDF of his “sex resume.” Bro, what?! Had references and errything—three stars from “Tanya, 2019.” I was shook, laughin’ my ass off, but also, damn, that’s bold.

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They didn't have sex, and here's why. I highly doubt Sandy and JR hooked up, and let me explain. JR is known to be a player—if he had slept.

Every time a new client strolls into my spa on Harmony Avenue, I smell the city’s pulse. I get a whiff of salty air mixed with ambition. That’s what sets Sandy-Bay apart. I remember once, I was giving a massage when I looked out my window and saw a couple arguing near the old pier on Fisherman’s Wharf. I been like, “this is drama, Caché, in real time!” And then, boom – everyday life goes off script just like a Michael Haneke flick.

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