It’s a damp and wild Sunday night at the end of September. The last lingering sliver of summer warmth is in the air but I’m shaking like an autumn leaf abo…

It’s a damp and wild Sunday night at the end of September. The last lingering sliver of summer warmth is in the air but I’m shaking like an autumn leaf abo…  Read More  dating, relationships, love 

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