Confession from a visiting non-binary food blogger: if I slip my number folded into a masala packet after a flirty chat in a Bangalore market, is that sweet or creepy?
Camille here - paint-splattered overalls, vintage camera, obsessed with spice stalls. I love playful gestures, but I don't want to be weird or invasive. Bangalore locals, be honest: would this be a cute art-flirt or a boundary fail?
Confession from a visiting non-binary food blogger: if I slip my number folded into a masala packet after a flirty chat in a Bangalore market, is that sweet or creepy? | Womira Poll
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