When you’re asking someone you care about out on a date, you plan, probably for days. You lurch and spin in bed thinking about the logistics. Sometimes you
2017 is knocking, almost ripping off the hinges and bringing the door down. We’re looking forward to the change of guard with bated breath—most of us praying that
They will meet in a club like Best Westerns Level 8, somewhere the coined-up Kenyans with salaries that read like mobile phone numbers go to burn their pocket