Do you ever feel odd knowing a lot of very personal information about former lovers?
Say that the person has herpes, or that the person was once convicted of drug smuggling or was homeless, or, on a lighter note, the private invented words that person and his or her family share, or private stories about them and their families, funny, sad, or scandalous. And since then you may know that they have gone on to have successful lives, maybe raised children, and these are not things they would want non-intimates to know?
Have you ever found former intimacy with a now-stranger to be an odd sort of baggage?
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