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About Kobe

Ruh-roh! Zoinks, man, sex-dating’s wild! Like, I’m an agronomist, diggin’ dirt, but this? Whole diff ballgame! Watched “Moulin Rouge!” last night—love’s a mess, right? “Come what may,” they sing, but sex-dating? Pfft, more like “come what PAY!” Haha, get it? Apps these days—swipe, swipe, bang! Literally. Makes me growl happy, tho—freedom’s cool. Back in 1800s, folks hid hookups. Now? Boom, profiles scream “DTF!”

Prostituzione sulle strade della Sardegna, la “mappa” in una notte

In soli due anni, secondo le relazioni delle associazioni che si occupano di assistenza, le prostitute sono passate da a nell'asse lungo dieci chilometri che da San Felice arriva .

After my epic surf session, I’m feeling pumped. I decide to hit up a local bar on Naka Street. It’s a dive, but it’s got character. I order a cold beer and sit outside, watching the sunset. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m just soaking it in. Then, this local dude sits next to me. He’s got a guitar and starts playing some tunes. It’s chill, and I’m vibing.