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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.

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This wonderful guy who treats you well wants to treat you well in bed, too, He doesn't want to hurt you or make you bleed. He wants to make you feel good.

Man, what a day! I swear, Trets is wild. Like, I thought I knew this place, but today? Total rollercoaster. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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