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Me? I’d be lyin’ if I said it don’t intrigue me. Picture this—dim lights, soft music, hands roamin’ where they shouldn’t—y’know, “a kiss on the hand” turns into somethin’ spicier. Gets the heart pumpin’, folks! Once knew a gal—swear she was Satine reborn—gave massages that’d make ya sing, “I will love you… until my dyin’ day!” Surprised the heck outta me—didn’t expect that spark. Here’s the deal… it’s intimate, vulnerable—ain’t for the faint-hearted.

Ohh, and lemme not forget the parks – Queen Elizabeth Park, for instance, is a riot of green, a safe haven. I used to stroll there, thinkin' about love, life, and missin' some proper syntax in my code – sometimes mad, sometimes happy, always real! And you know, my paths often cut through Corbeil Park, a tiny piece of wild nature where the city melts away. Best for a secret meet-up, yess, precious memories made there.

Last girl accused in swarming death of Kenneth Lee pleads guilty to manslaughter