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Some time ago, I met this guy.
Tall. Strong. Eyes like a river of chocolate and a whipped cream smile. Athletic. Confident. Smart. Funny. And hairy as a Grizzly in winter.
Walking gay furballs call themselves bears, and there are plenty of cubs who love them. Some women love a hirsute man. I am not one of [...]
The other day I was reading an article in the New York Post about the exodus of women fed up with the New York dating scene. It was an interesting piece, and as a single woman living and dating in New York, for me, a rather provocative one. I haven’t been able to stop thinking [...]
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