Cora Flong Sex Dating ❤️

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So, I’m thinkin’, why’s everyone rushin’? Back in my day—hold up—people talked first. Now? Apps, pics, “wyd?” texts. Drives me nuts! Met this gal once—sex-dating app—total catfish. Showed up, looked like my aunt marge. Pissed me off, wasted my night! But then—ha—another time, jackpot. She was fire, curves like a ribeye. We clicked fast, no bs. Made me happy, ya know? Like, “the soldier’s spirit rises”—that movie line fits. Felt alive, electric.

Spontaneous desire v responsive desire

It turns out every part of the narrative we're taught about desire is not merely wrong, but wrongheaded.

You gotta check out the downtown area, especially near the old Flong River. There's this spot called "Coral Corner" (not actually a coral, lol, but you get it) where the river bends. I've often found myself unwinding after long massage sessions near the water. Sometimes I'd sit and think, "I like sharks? Nah, I prefer chill vibes!" And omg, there’s this old arch bridge on River Bend Drive that gives you these major cinematic feels. Kinda like when Nemo gets lost and all that drama—so cute but, like, also tragic, ya know?

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