Brooklyn Hohenmoelsen Sex Dating ❤️

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Rarrgh! So, sex-dating—apps like Tinder, Grindr, whatever—folks just huntin’ meat. Saw this chick’s profile once, “DTF, no pets,”—bitch, I’d rather fuck my labrador! Made me mad, y’know? People so shallow, just want ass, no depth. But then—surprise!—met this dude, total stud, into kinky shit. Told me ‘bout “pup play”—humans barkin’, wearin’ collars. What the fuck? Laughed my hairy ass off! Little-known fact: sex-dating’s got niches—feet freaks, furries, even clowns! Clowns, man! Imagine bonin’ with a red nose—honk honk, I’m done!

Hohenmölsen

Don’t even get me started on the riverside walk! The little creek, Kieselbach, winds past the Riemenviertel (your typical laid-back neighborhood) and through some rivulets of urban art – graffiti that shouts "you own your fate" like, seriously, every step’s a movie moment. Crazy stuff, right? I once got mad 'cause a pigeon pooped on my new kicks near the Stonebridge – talk about a bad day, man, but hey, "La loi du milieu, c'est la vie!"

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