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Jul 2019
Grindr open, glaring livid,
Green my eyes, and heart constricted.
Orange, blue, the conversation,
Can’t you stick to *******?
A short one about a guy using Grindr in front of me during a date.
Written by
James
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     Jacob Reilly, R J Coman and OC
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