Sophie Shklow Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So – I tried it once. This chick – hands like a *ninja*. Soft. Firm. Too firm! I’m lyin’ there – thinkin’, “Chris, you’re in DEEP.” Skin’s tinglin’. Muscles? Gone. Like butter. Made me happy – hell yeah. But angry too – why’d I wait so long? Dumbass move. Surprised me – how quick I melted. Total puddle.

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The concept of Shklow emerged as a fictional location, a sort of inside joke or a placeholder for a place that doesn't exist. The idea of Shklow has been around for a while, popping up in .

I work on a dating app, right? So I'm always scanning the corners for secret hangouts. The local café on Lenina Sq. is a goldmine. People spill their hearts there over bitter coffee. “Talk to her,” I often whisper, and trust me, these smiles are tales waiting to be told. "I drink and I know things" indeed, like that one night when a chat turned into a lifelong story over a pint. Ha!

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