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[MrFaby69]

First of all, let me introduce myself.
I am MrFaby69, my name is Fabián, and I live in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
I was born on March 13, 1966, which means that I am currently 58 years old.

I’m quite introverted. At one point in my life, I was a handsome young man, especially during my 40s. However, when I turned 50, I felt like someone had hit me on the head with an axe.
Each decade of my life was something I truly enjoyed, and I never felt the need to rush anything. I always let things happen in their own time.
But when I reached 50, it felt like my brain told itself, "You’re halfway through your life" (which is funny, as if I were going to live to 100).

I’ve had two relationships. One lasted five years, and by the end of it, we both understood that the love was gone.
The second lasted nine years. The first five years were wonderful, but the last four were worse than a horror movie.

I love opera, especially María Callas, but I enjoy all kinds of music. For me, music is synonymous with life.
I also love cinema, theater, and any form of artistic expression.

At the moment, Argentina is going through a particularly difficult economic situation. The company where I worked as the “Chief Manager” closed its doors on September 6. Since I was responsible for opening the store every day, I still have the keychain with the keys and the fob that activates and deactivates the alarm.

In the three months leading up to September, sales had declined significantly. One of the three owners worked at a real estate agency called Remax, and they put the business up for sale without informing the employees.
So, when I arrived at my usual time to open on the 6th, I found that the lock had been replaced. Not only could I not open the store, but when I called my three bosses, I discovered that they had all changed their phone numbers. A week later, the business reopened with new owners and a completely different staff.

To make matters worse, since they paid us between the 1st and the 10th of each month, on September 6 we still hadn’t received our salaries.

Adding to the challenge, two months before this happened, I decided to adopt a dog. Since I literally and figuratively have no family (absolutely no one), I went to adopt a female dog. When I arrived, there were only two left, and I couldn’t bring myself to separate them, so I adopted both.
One was named Bloody, and the other Desdémona. Unfortunately, due to financial difficulties, Bloody (at just four months old) passed away from literal starvation. On December 4, Desdémona turned six months old.

There’s something very specific I want to clarify: I came here to enjoy making new and wonderful friends of all ages.
What I’ve shared with you is not a horror story, nor do I intend to inspire pity (I despise people who seek pity). We’re doing our best to move forward, but I have to admit, for a 58-year-old gay man, finding a job is incredibly challenging—it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But enough with the sad stories.
I’ve studied many professions, though, unfortunately, they’re all related to the arts. Even though I’m a man in every sense of the word and failed artistically speaking (since success in the arts often requires a mentor or a patron), I’ve worked in all kinds of jobs, and I’ve poured the same love into every one of them as if it were one of my greatest talents.

In addition to finding a new job, I believe my only remaining goal is to find a partner to share my life with. Time will tell if it happens, as I’m a humble man. And even though I’m handsome, I can assure you that my economic situation doesn’t make me very appealing to many people.

Height: 5' 7'' (1.70 meters)
Eyes: Brown
Hair: I shave my head and keep a bit of a beard
Legs: Soccer-player type
Best quality: My heart and sweetness
Worst quality: The sadness that comes with loneliness (I don’t enjoy being alone. Some people are happy with solitude, but I can’t be).
Cock: 6"
Shoe size: 11
Favorite food: Armenian cuisine, pasta, salads
Smoking: I don’t smoke
Alcohol: I don’t drink alcohol

That’s all for now! If you have any specific questions, feel free to ask without any hesitation or embarrassment.
Warning: At the moment, since I am unemployed, I will not be able to afford any upgrades. I am very sorry.

 

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[Curious65]

First of all, let me introduce myself.
I am MrFaby69, my name is Fabián, and I live in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
I was born on March 13, 1966, which means that I am currently 58 years old.

I’m quite introverted. At one point in my life, I was a handsome young man, especially during my 40s. However, when I turned 50, I felt like someone had hit me on the head with an axe.
Each decade of my life was something I truly enjoyed, and I never felt the need to rush anything. I always let things happen in their own time.
But when I reached 50, it felt like my brain told itself, "You’re halfway through your life" (which is funny, as if I were going to live to 100).

I’ve had two relationships. One lasted five years, and by the end of it, we both understood that the love was gone.
The second lasted nine years. The first five years were wonderful, but the last four were worse than a horror movie.

I love opera, especially María Callas, but I enjoy all kinds of music. For me, music is synonymous with life.
I also love cinema, theater, and any form of artistic expression.

At the moment, Argentina is going through a particularly difficult economic situation. The company where I worked as the “Chief Manager” closed its doors on September 6. Since I was responsible for opening the store every day, I still have the keychain with the keys and the fob that activates and deactivates the alarm.

In the three months leading up to September, sales had declined significantly. One of the three owners worked at a real estate agency called Remax, and they put the business up for sale without informing the employees.
So, when I arrived at my usual time to open on the 6th, I found that the lock had been replaced. Not only could I not open the store, but when I called my three bosses, I discovered that they had all changed their phone numbers. A week later, the business reopened with new owners and a completely different staff.

To make matters worse, since they paid us between the 1st and the 10th of each month, on September 6 we still hadn’t received our salaries.

Adding to the challenge, two months before this happened, I decided to adopt a dog. Since I literally and figuratively have no family (absolutely no one), I went to adopt a female dog. When I arrived, there were only two left, and I couldn’t bring myself to separate them, so I adopted both.
One was named Bloody, and the other Desdémona. Unfortunately, due to financial difficulties, Bloody (at just four months old) passed away from literal starvation. On December 4, Desdémona turned six months old.

There’s something very specific I want to clarify: I came here to enjoy making new and wonderful friends of all ages.
What I’ve shared with you is not a horror story, nor do I intend to inspire pity (I despise people who seek pity). We’re doing our best to move forward, but I have to admit, for a 58-year-old gay man, finding a job is incredibly challenging—it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But enough with the sad stories.
I’ve studied many professions, though, unfortunately, they’re all related to the arts. Even though I’m a man in every sense of the word and failed artistically speaking (since success in the arts often requires a mentor or a patron), I’ve worked in all kinds of jobs, and I’ve poured the same love into every one of them as if it were one of my greatest talents.

In addition to finding a new job, I believe my only remaining goal is to find a partner to share my life with. Time will tell if it happens, as I’m a humble man. And even though I’m handsome, I can assure you that my economic situation doesn’t make me very appealing to many people.

Height: 5' 7'' (1.70 meters)
Eyes: Brown
Hair: I shave my head and keep a bit of a beard
Legs: Soccer-player type
Best quality: My heart and sweetness
Worst quality: The sadness that comes with loneliness (I don’t enjoy being alone. Some people are happy with solitude, but I can’t be).
Cock: 6"
Shoe size: 11
Favorite food: Armenian cuisine, pasta, salads
Smoking: I don’t smoke
Alcohol: I don’t drink alcohol

That’s all for now! If you have any specific questions, feel free to ask without any hesitation or embarrassment.
Warning: At the moment, since I am unemployed, I will not be able to afford any upgrades. I am very sorry.

Welcome to the site. Your former bosses sound like assholes the way they treated their employees at the end.

 

[saclove]

First of all, let me introduce myself.
I am MrFaby69, my name is Fabián, and I live in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
I was born on March 13, 1966, which means that I am currently 58 years old.

I’m quite introverted. At one point in my life, I was a handsome young man, especially during my 40s. However, when I turned 50, I felt like someone had hit me on the head with an axe.
Each decade of my life was something I truly enjoyed, and I never felt the need to rush anything. I always let things happen in their own time.
But when I reached 50, it felt like my brain told itself, "You’re halfway through your life" (which is funny, as if I were going to live to 100).

I’ve had two relationships. One lasted five years, and by the end of it, we both understood that the love was gone.
The second lasted nine years. The first five years were wonderful, but the last four were worse than a horror movie.

I love opera, especially María Callas, but I enjoy all kinds of music. For me, music is synonymous with life.
I also love cinema, theater, and any form of artistic expression.

At the moment, Argentina is going through a particularly difficult economic situation. The company where I worked as the “Chief Manager” closed its doors on September 6. Since I was responsible for opening the store every day, I still have the keychain with the keys and the fob that activates and deactivates the alarm.

In the three months leading up to September, sales had declined significantly. One of the three owners worked at a real estate agency called Remax, and they put the business up for sale without informing the employees.
So, when I arrived at my usual time to open on the 6th, I found that the lock had been replaced. Not only could I not open the store, but when I called my three bosses, I discovered that they had all changed their phone numbers. A week later, the business reopened with new owners and a completely different staff.

To make matters worse, since they paid us between the 1st and the 10th of each month, on September 6 we still hadn’t received our salaries.

Adding to the challenge, two months before this happened, I decided to adopt a dog. Since I literally and figuratively have no family (absolutely no one), I went to adopt a female dog. When I arrived, there were only two left, and I couldn’t bring myself to separate them, so I adopted both.
One was named Bloody, and the other Desdémona. Unfortunately, due to financial difficulties, Bloody (at just four months old) passed away from literal starvation. On December 4, Desdémona turned six months old.

There’s something very specific I want to clarify: I came here to enjoy making new and wonderful friends of all ages.
What I’ve shared with you is not a horror story, nor do I intend to inspire pity (I despise people who seek pity). We’re doing our best to move forward, but I have to admit, for a 58-year-old gay man, finding a job is incredibly challenging—it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But enough with the sad stories.
I’ve studied many professions, though, unfortunately, they’re all related to the arts. Even though I’m a man in every sense of the word and failed artistically speaking (since success in the arts often requires a mentor or a patron), I’ve worked in all kinds of jobs, and I’ve poured the same love into every one of them as if it were one of my greatest talents.

In addition to finding a new job, I believe my only remaining goal is to find a partner to share my life with. Time will tell if it happens, as I’m a humble man. And even though I’m handsome, I can assure you that my economic situation doesn’t make me very appealing to many people.

Height: 5' 7'' (1.70 meters)
Eyes: Brown
Hair: I shave my head and keep a bit of a beard
Legs: Soccer-player type
Best quality: My heart and sweetness
Worst quality: The sadness that comes with loneliness (I don’t enjoy being alone. Some people are happy with solitude, but I can’t be).
Cock: 6"
Shoe size: 11
Favorite food: Armenian cuisine, pasta, salads
Smoking: I don’t smoke
Alcohol: I don’t drink alcohol

That’s all for now! If you have any specific questions, feel free to ask without any hesitation or embarrassment.
Warning: At the moment, since I am unemployed, I will not be able to afford any upgrades. I am very sorry.

Welcome to the site. You are in a place with a lot of wonderful people…enjoy yourself

 

[JackPhilip]

First of all, let me introduce myself.
I am MrFaby69, my name is Fabián, and I live in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
I was born on March 13, 1966, which means that I am currently 58 years old.

I’m quite introverted. At one point in my life, I was a handsome young man, especially during my 40s. However, when I turned 50, I felt like someone had hit me on the head with an axe.
Each decade of my life was something I truly enjoyed, and I never felt the need to rush anything. I always let things happen in their own time.
But when I reached 50, it felt like my brain told itself, "You’re halfway through your life" (which is funny, as if I were going to live to 100).

I’ve had two relationships. One lasted five years, and by the end of it, we both understood that the love was gone.
The second lasted nine years. The first five years were wonderful, but the last four were worse than a horror movie.

I love opera, especially María Callas, but I enjoy all kinds of music. For me, music is synonymous with life.
I also love cinema, theater, and any form of artistic expression.

At the moment, Argentina is going through a particularly difficult economic situation. The company where I worked as the “Chief Manager” closed its doors on September 6. Since I was responsible for opening the store every day, I still have the keychain with the keys and the fob that activates and deactivates the alarm.

In the three months leading up to September, sales had declined significantly. One of the three owners worked at a real estate agency called Remax, and they put the business up for sale without informing the employees.
So, when I arrived at my usual time to open on the 6th, I found that the lock had been replaced. Not only could I not open the store, but when I called my three bosses, I discovered that they had all changed their phone numbers. A week later, the business reopened with new owners and a completely different staff.

To make matters worse, since they paid us between the 1st and the 10th of each month, on September 6 we still hadn’t received our salaries.

Adding to the challenge, two months before this happened, I decided to adopt a dog. Since I literally and figuratively have no family (absolutely no one), I went to adopt a female dog. When I arrived, there were only two left, and I couldn’t bring myself to separate them, so I adopted both.
One was named Bloody, and the other Desdémona. Unfortunately, due to financial difficulties, Bloody (at just four months old) passed away from literal starvation. On December 4, Desdémona turned six months old.

There’s something very specific I want to clarify: I came here to enjoy making new and wonderful friends of all ages.
What I’ve shared with you is not a horror story, nor do I intend to inspire pity (I despise people who seek pity). We’re doing our best to move forward, but I have to admit, for a 58-year-old gay man, finding a job is incredibly challenging—it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But enough with the sad stories.
I’ve studied many professions, though, unfortunately, they’re all related to the arts. Even though I’m a man in every sense of the word and failed artistically speaking (since success in the arts often requires a mentor or a patron), I’ve worked in all kinds of jobs, and I’ve poured the same love into every one of them as if it were one of my greatest talents.

In addition to finding a new job, I believe my only remaining goal is to find a partner to share my life with. Time will tell if it happens, as I’m a humble man. And even though I’m handsome, I can assure you that my economic situation doesn’t make me very appealing to many people.

Height: 5' 7'' (1.70 meters)
Eyes: Brown
Hair: I shave my head and keep a bit of a beard
Legs: Soccer-player type
Best quality: My heart and sweetness
Worst quality: The sadness that comes with loneliness (I don’t enjoy being alone. Some people are happy with solitude, but I can’t be).
Cock: 6"
Shoe size: 11
Favorite food: Armenian cuisine, pasta, salads
Smoking: I don’t smoke
Alcohol: I don’t drink alcohol

That’s all for now! If you have any specific questions, feel free to ask without any hesitation or embarrassment.
Warning: At the moment, since I am unemployed, I will not be able to afford any upgrades. I am very sorry.

Hi Fabián, thank you for sharing your story so openly. It's clear you’ve faced some tough challenges, but your resilience and passion for life, music, and art are truly inspiring. I’m sorry to hear about the hardships with work and your loss of Bloody—it must have been incredibly difficult. Desdémona is lucky to have you.

You seem like a kind-hearted and genuine person, and I hope this forum brings you the connection and friendship you’re looking for. If there’s ever anything I can do to brighten your day or lend an ear, don’t hesitate to reach out. Wishing you all the best on your journey ahead!

 

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