Anna Honjo Sex Dating ❤️❤️❤️

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Swingin’ ’60s vibe, I’m all about free love, but sex-dating today? Far out, man! Apps buzzin’, DMs flyin’—it’s a randy revolution. Little-known fact: back in ’67, some hippie bloke invented speed-dating at a fish market—true story, baby! Stank of mackerel, but the sparks flew. Now it’s all digi—swipe right, shag left. Makes me wanna yell, “Shagadelic!” but sometimes it’s a drag. Like, this one geezer bragged ’bout his “net gains”—total codswallop. Pissed me off—don’t catfish a fish expert, yeah?

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Then, I headed to the Honjo Railway Station. I had to catch a train to meet some friends. I was running late, of course. I sprinted to the platform, and just as I got there, the train doors closed. I was like, “Are you kidding me?!” I could’ve sworn the train was laughing at me.

James Allison and Tasuku Honjo: deserving winners of this year’s Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine