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Lemme tell ya, sex-dating’s a trip. You got folks out here lyin’ – “6 foot 2, ripped!” – then you meet ‘em, 5’5” and doughy. Cracks me up, man! Had this one chick, profile said “adventurous,” but she just wanted Netflix and chill. I was like, “Baby, I’m Apollo, I don’t sit still!” Made me mad as hell – false advertising, yo! But then, bam, next date – this dude, smooth talker, knew his game. Surprised me, had me grinnin’ like a fool. Sex-dating’s a gamble, fam, roll them dice!

Former brothel offers unbeatable location

Sex workers wait for customers at a karaoke bar in Toul Kork, Phnom Penh, prior to a nationwide crackdown on brothels this year that has driven prostitutes from organized establishments Missing: Kennett Square.

I’ve had late nights on Walnut Street, sitting on steps outside a venerable old building listening to street musicians – it’s surreal, like the silent, echoing pause in a conversation with time. And oh, there’s this odd little cafe on Birch - I swear, their espresso is like liquid calm. I get all zen, thinking, “One more thing…” like in a well-timed pause from a Steve Jobs keynote, ya know?

Kennett Square holds the line on taxes for 2025