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Let me tell you a little story about tennis, pizza, poor life choices, and a charming guy who turned out to be about as emotionally...

Romance. So fleeting. So intoxicating. So… full of red flags that you only notice once you're ankle-deep in Jäger and regret. Let’s...

So there I was, invited on a ski holiday by a mate I’d only just met, because that’s the kind of questionable decision-making that keeps...