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As a 71 year old gigolo who has been very successful on the dating site match.com and other sites I will share with you a sure fire method of finding out if will be attractive to women who inhabit on those meat markets. It is still all about looks. Just like in high school boys. Brains and sensitivity and all other attributes are very critical In the rest of your life. But, not on dating sites. If you care about hooking up with hot ladies your face and body is the ticket to ride. Maybe it's been a while since you were in the romance game? You may think that it is different now in this advanced world than it was when you were just a young man. Yes. It is different in many ways.  But, no it is not different when it comes to your appeal. Looks still wins the babes whether you are 7 or 70. Oh, one exception. If you have a ton of money along with that can make a difference. With enough cash that you should splash in  when writing about yourself in your profile let those women know ...

Gus rolled up to the curb of the first floor apartment at the dilapidated three story building in Chicago's west side ghetto. He immediately saw the problem. Down the dimly lit pathway by the front door were two screaming African American males. One was a young ganger for sure, probably a Crypt, considering the location.  His body was coiled with a closed fist and he was ready to attack the other guy who's old, tall, and skinny with a mustache and a gray scraggly beard. He looked like no match for this undoubtedly sky high raging bull.  Gus jumped out of his unmarked car and started running quickly toward the men as he screamed into his radio  "4212 S. Throop. Officer needs assistance."  He felt this was going to get violent. He barked at the men "Police. Stop." The younger guy looked at Gus and gave him the finger. The old guy was backing away, obviously terrified of the kid.    Gus was  a few feet from them with his badge swinging around hi...

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I finally sneezed today. I had not sneezed in exactly 19 days. I was going crazy with anxiety. In the midst of this coronavirus pandemic, unemployment in the millions, a crashing stock market, and brutal world conditions I sat in my apartment and was entirely consumed with thoughts of waiting for when I would sneeze. Yes. This is not a stranger than fiction piece of creative writing. It is about me in mental torment because of this strange, rare, hardly researched condition that has destroyed much of my life.  My inability to sneeze is not new. It seems logical that each time it happens and than when I finally blast out a sneeze I should be cured. But, over many years it does not work that way.  The problem just rebuilds again very soon after a sneeze finally comes. Then, soon after a few aborted sneezes I am back sitting and obsessing about the next sneeze I want so desperately to happen no matter what real legitimate problems I have going on. It is so sick.  Once...

I surrender. I will never figure out how to paste the Google Adsense code into my blog. I do not know how much money I have lost in the clicks I did not receive. I feel like Google ought to pay me for all the hundreds of hours I have spent over the years trying to figure out correct placement of the code. After all, my work has gone to readers all over the globe. I am valuable. I can blame it on being an old, stupid, technically retarded 71 year old guy who just has no technological ability. I don't give a shit. I have had this very good but hidden Blogger blog for many years. I have posted over 300 articles on everything you can imagine.  I have written lots  about politics lately because I hate that miserable human scum bag by the name of Donald J. Trump.  But, before the world ended a few months ago I wrote mostly non-fiction articles on my personal experiences with family, business, ocd, sex, drugs, and a lot of other subjects. My life has been fascinating and the ...