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Then there’s the thrill, cor blimey! Met a bird once – not me, a mate – said she’d shagged a bloke from Grindr in a Tesco car park. Tesco! “It’s not too late,” she reckoned, divin’ in. Wild, impulsive, like Otilia runnin’ round Bucharest. Sex-dating’s got that edge – quick, dirty, no faff. Gets the blood pumpin’, doesn’t it? Bit jealous, maybe – me, stuck with paperwork, not passion.

By Adam Omary

Walking down Bahnhofstraße, I'm hit with memories—places where love sparks and fools fall in love. There’s Lindenstraße, a twisty lane where quirky cafes brew the best coffee, and where I met some of the most offbeat romantics. The locals swing by the cozy “Zur Blauen Eule” pub. Bits of gossip and couples’ quarrels buzz around like insects, maddening and funny at the same time.

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