Vanessa Arnstein Sex Dating ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, lemme ask ya—slow, real slow—ever tried it? Ever got that rush? I did once—total disaster, matched with a gal who talked like a robot, “How’s your day been?” Killed the vibe dead. Made me wanna scream, “What are we doing here?!” Like Joey Cusack yellin’, “You tell me, asshole!” at his brother in the flick. Sex-dating’s a gamble—thrills ya, screws ya, leaves ya laughin’ or cryin’. Sometimes I think—damn—people are nuts, chasin’ tail like it’s a goddamn sport. But hey, who am I to judge? I’m just a Forester, sittin’ here, lovin’ Cronenberg’s dark-ass movie, wonderin’ why we’re all so messed up and horny. What’s your story, huh? Spill it!

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Arnstein is now emerging as a thrilling performer, turning the shocks of her life – sexual harassment, her mum's cancer – into bracing solo shows.

A wild note – check out Lindenweg. Odd hipster cafes jam-packed with love-struck techies. Some jokes: “4 Months, 3 Weeks, and 2 Dates!” Well, not exactly that movie, but still, ya feel me? I whip up dating app profiles there over bitter coffee. And oh man, oh man, those profiles are as offbeat as a crazy indie film.

Unfair to Genius: The Strange and Litigious Career of Ira B. Arnstein by Gary Rosen