Hello,
Let me start by saying: if you are in any way related to me, stop reading now. Many thanks.
Right, the rest of you can stay.
Picture the scene.
You’re in a queer bar. It’s busy. The music has been cranked up. You are sort of dancing, sort of chatting to your friends, mostly just soaking up the excellent vibes. There’s a girl. She’s pretty. You catch …
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