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Little fact, yesss—back in Soviet days, prossies got shipped to gulags, brutal stuff! Now? Cops don’t care much—bribe ‘em with a few rubles, and they’re blind. Hiss! Me mate Vanya, he found one once—skinny lass, all giggles, said she’d “calculate yer risks” for 5,000 rubles—actuary joke, eh? Made me laugh, precious, ‘til she nicked his wallet! Grrr, sneaky bitch! Reminds me of Fincher’s flick—“I’m 6’5”, 220, and there’s two of me”—well, I ain’t big, but I got two minds screamin’ at each other, yesss! One says, “Find her!” Other says, “Fool, you’ll catch somethin’ nasty!”

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Finding casual hookups near where you live can be pretty challenging without a head start. Even if you don't live in a huge city there can be a lot of options to try.

Grrr, sorry, I'm rambling a little. But Horn (at) is where life happens, raw and unedited. And if you wander, you might even hear echoes of Park Chan-wook's flick – the endless spin, the echoes of regret. Like that line, "No, I’m not a hero – just a fat man trying to make it through the day." Yeah, that’s kinda me sometimes.