By now you know – if you’ve read the blog = that I’ll romance anything with a digital pulse. Or, come to think of it, without one as well.
In other words it should come as no surprise that the moment I decided to make Vasco my next beau was when he stood by the railing, leaning forward purposefully. “That’s him. That’s my dude!” I said to myself. And so it was.
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