Sex & The Single Vicar

Tales of Ecclesiastical Dating

Flutter. Flutter. Flutter. Flew the beats of my bipolar heart. First date with Alfredo, the Uber driver, got off to a great start. Over coffee and pastry, we bantered about books, picked apart politics. But language handicapped, “1984” just does not compute. Spanglish flirting, cross cultural exchanges, sort of funny and familiar, awkward and strange. …

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