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Dear Icyeye:
You speak German? I'm impressed. At first, everyone feels uncomfortable here, I suppose. But after a hundred stabs in the dark that go nowhere except into thin air, a guy gets used to it, and doesn't mind. It's like camping and mosquitoes. You wish there weren't bugs, but there are. It's just part of camping. So, you go with it and pitch the tent, or don't go camping. Welcome to the happy-hunting grounds! One small suggestion. See that hunky guy you've not cropped out of that beautiful picture of you, it's not that I'm intimidated or jealous, I'm not, but the sideline of his strong jaw should, in my opinion, be given the big heave-ho. Imagine if I had a picture of me with some sexy bit of two-piece hanging off my sleeve, you know, just enough so that you could see she was really hot. I know, I know, you picked that picture because you look GREAT in it. But you are naturally beautiful, and I'm sure there are dozens and dozens of great pictures of you that will turn any guy's head for the first time. And then there's the never-fail auto-timer function on your camera. Set it, scurry back to your chair, and hold that great look for ten seconds. Transfer to computer. Upload to site. Done.
Egbert
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