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The Rise and Fall of Hipster Dave, Part One

Hipster Dave was a pretty, pretty hipster. I met him the night of my best friend’s birthday, the night after I fucked Danny. I must admit that I did a terrible job orgasm budgeting because I erroneously assumed it was … Continue reading

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