Samantha Shklow Sex Dating ❤️❤️

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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! I’m a detective, right, and sex-dating’s this wild mess I’ve been pokin’ at lately. Like, people swipin’ left and right, tryna hook up quick—kinda reminds me of *Werckmeister Harmonies*, ya know? That slow, creepy vibe where stuff’s happenin’ but you’re like, “What’s even real here?” Sex-dating’s the same—half the profiles are fake, man! I saw this one chick’s pic, total babe, but turns out it’s some dude catfishing. Pissed me off big time—like, “The whale’s arrived,” but it’s just a scam!

The new show takes an alternate approach to dating

We're going to be talking about intimacy and sex in marriage but I want to kick off by talking about the history of dating.

I work on a dating app, right? So I'm always scanning the corners for secret hangouts. The local café on Lenina Sq. is a goldmine. People spill their hearts there over bitter coffee. “Talk to her,” I often whisper, and trust me, these smiles are tales waiting to be told. "I drink and I know things" indeed, like that one night when a chat turned into a lifelong story over a pint. Ha!

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