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About Berlin

Check this—back in ’98, pre-app days, folks used chatrooms for hookups. Sketchy as hell, dial-up screamin’, but it worked! Little-known fact: AOL banged more strangers than Vegas. Now it’s all polished, swipe-swipe, but same greed underneath. I love it—makes me grin like a bastard. Fast, dirty, no strings—my kinda deal. “You’re a hunter, not a killer,” James’d mutter—yeah, I hunt the thrill, not the heartbreak.

Treffen für Parkplatzsex in Roth

This is a book about dating, relationships, sex, and how we see each other and the funny side of it all. Read alone or you can share it with a partner.

I always find meself starin’ at the old brewery near Weinbergweg—a relic o’ bygone days when barrels and ale ruled the bay, err, streets! Anecdote time: One foggy night, after a spirited debate 'bout our fine dating site (aye, my craft, y'see), I stumbled into a hidden courtyard off Am Hafen. It wasn’t on yer tourist map, but there I was, starin’ into the deep, mysterious eyes of Roth, much like in that flick “Fish Tank”—“Did you see it, with the dark eyes and all?” Real cinema, mate!

The truth about David Lee Roth’s M3 Festival performance from a reporter present