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Another story—heard this from a guy at the lumberyard. His cousin met a chick on some sex-dating site, right? They hook up, all good, then she steals his damn TV. Walks out with it under her arm like it’s a purse! He’s too embarrassed to call the cops—imagine that report. “Yeah, officer, I banged her, now my flat-screen’s gone.” Hilarious, but pathetic. Sex-dating’s a gamble—might get laid, might get robbed. “What’s the point of all this?”—another *Anatolia* gem. Exactly. No point.

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What do people like more: oral sex or lemon meringue pie? Breathless excitement followed by blissful exhaustion, or tasty baked goods? The.

One of my absolute fav spots? The quirky back alleys on Nachtwindweg. Perfect for those secret rendezvous (hey, a sexologist’s gotta have secret nooks, right?); it’s like the city’s little wink at your innermost desires. I’ve seen couples exchange the cheekiest laughs there – and oh, did it remind me of that tender, explosive mix of passion and pain in Brokeback Mountain.

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