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Published (click to see context) on 05/11/2021 by Morgan Bazalgette • 1 minute
We've all had that moment, though, when having enjoyed erotic communications with a young girl (of more charm and beauty than one has a right to) and she is having a shower, you pick up her passport and inspect it (I read everything including cornflake packets) and you perceive what you hope is some sort of serial number, but is in fact her date of birth and when you have triple checked the figures on paper and on your calculator, you understand that what you've done is not only immoral, which is liveable, but also illegal, which perhaps isn't.