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It's spring, and young hormones are fizzing. I passed several pairs of canoodlers while walking along the waterfront last week. The evening air was overpowered by the aroma of body spray, but I did learn a new term: kink shame. As in, "I don't kink shame, but if that's what y'all are into y'all need Jesus." I almost want to know what was suggested. Almost.
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