Note: Fully half of the last post disappeared for some reason. Embarrassing.
I remember writing and working on it, describing how I bought Arssi Chinese food from the only decent činsky bistro at la stationLa gare principale de Prague, où j'ai passé beaucoup de temps à ramasser des garçons., but after chatting with him briefly, I had passed on the sex. Then I talked about how a couple days later I ran into him again and his buddy — one of my favorite regulars, Martín, a young Roma guy who’s . . .
Désolé, mais ce contenu est réservé aux abonnés.
Puis paie ici.