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  They don't often place the daters like this, looking at each other, do they? Perhaps it's a sign that...

I thought last week’s Watch Me Date was the concluding one, but it wasn’t! And this week, it’s lesbians, which...

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  It has been a fraught few weeks for this blog. Week after week, an array of thundering arseholes, or...

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