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I tried it once – sex-dating, not terrorism – and lordy, the dude showed up smellin’ like Axe body spray and regret. Thought he was smooth, droppin’ lines like, “You’re my target package.” Bro, I ain’t no drone strike! Laughed in his face, then cried in my wine later. Happy? Sure, when the convo’s fire and they don’t flake. Surprised? Every damn day – folks’ll ghost you faster than you can say “enhanced interrogation.” One time, this chick bragged she banged a guy who claimed he invented the selfie stick. Total lie, but I stan a good story.

Castillo de Locubín, Jaén: historia, qué ver, gastronomía y más

Castillo de Locubín. Atalaya de las Mimbres. Cantera piedras molino. Casa Grande. Chozos. Cortijo Fuente César. Cortijo Santa Olalla. Cueva del Plato. Eremitorio c. Cabrera. Fuente .

I gots 2 say, as a sexologist, I see all the hidden drama here. You got hooks in every nook – love, lust, love lost, and sometimes even a bit of scandal, ya know? I sometimes wonder if even the worn cobblestones have secrets of their own. Crazy, right?