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LOVE AND SEX IN THE CITY (Episode 59)
Where are you? My phone pinged with the receipt of the message as I watched the taxi driver decelerate. He approaching the junction I’d asked to be dropped. I looked
K’osidim n’obi (Entry 2)
So this actually happened a few weeks ago. It was one of my lazy evenings; I was trying to sew up a skirt for a friend before burying myself in
PHOTO OF THE DAY LXXXVIII
Apparently, there’s an age to get to before you can understand sexuality.
