1/28/2024 0 Comments Dating a foreign guy in new yorkAll that could be heard in the darkness was my friends and I shouting his name, and the thuds and grunts of Anton wrestling with another guy. I was standing on a dirt path in a Russian country village, holding my boyfriend Anton’s torn, bloodstained T-shirt.
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