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I stayed the night during which Lance had started throwing up and called out for Larry, which is so not even close to my name, so I feigned sleep and hoped he choked on it and the next morning…poof…gone. I had left the arseholes and the mistakes behind! So as Sigala and Ella Eyre so tunefully put it, I came here for love. Shame…since what I found was mostly more arseholes and even bigger mistakes! Understand this launching pad for my life in Taiwan left me with some fairytale ideals about staying away from sex and men until I was in a committed relationship, as if the horniest, dumbest epoch of society, the Grindr generation, could ever hope to stay celibate as they await Sir Lancelot.


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