AUGUST IS SLIPPING AWAYAugust officially ends on Monday, but we’ve decided to say goodbye to it today, the way it deserves, because the end of August should always be marked with
a minute of silence, a cold beer and a distant stare into the horizon.
August isn’t just a month. August is a way of looking at life. It’s the month we automatically associate with holidays, even if it’s been years since we had the kind of summer break we remember from childhood. It means waking up without an alarm, having no idea what day it is, eating at ridiculous hours and discovering that a shower, a pair of flip-flops and a clean T-shirt can be considered perfectly acceptable formalwear.
For a few weeks, even people without a penny to their name get to feel rich. Not because their bank balance suddenly has more zeros, but because they have something far more valuable:
time in which nobody is telling them what to do.
You can be sitting on your balcony in a plastic chair, drinking a can of beer while listening to your neighbor argue with his wife, and still feel as though life is smiling at you. Because you don’t have to work tomorrow. Because you don’t need to set the alarm. Because for a few hours, the world can keep spinning without you having to take part in it.
But everything comes to an end. The suitcases go back into the closet, the flip-flops return to the bottom of the shoe rack and the alarm clock reappears on the bedside table with the same asshole attitude it has always had. September arrives loaded with schedules, unanswered emails, school runs, traffic and people claiming that this time they really are going to start taking the gym seriously.
Most people will already have to start looking ahead to
August 2027 to fantasize about that brief period of the year when we can pretend we’re actually in control of our own lives. There are twelve months to go, but there’s no point thinking about it too much. We just have to keep surviving one week at a time, one public holiday at a time and one beer at a time.
Today, we raise a glass to August. To those who traveled to the other side of the world and those who never left their neighborhood. To those who slept in five-star hotels and those who set up an inflatable pool on the terrace. Because holidays aren’t always about going somewhere far away. Sometimes they’re simply about
nobody being able to force you to be anywhere else.
Until next year, August. You didn’t last long, you cost us far too much and, as always, you disappeared just as we were starting to get used to being alive.
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THE KIND OF SEX THAT NEEDS NO EXPLANATIONNot so long ago, talking about sex dolls meant picturing some crude product hidden at the back of a sex shop and destined to become the punchline of a joke. But the industry has changed. A lot.
The old inflatable dolls have given way to hyperrealistic bodies made from silicone, with articulated skeletons, textured skin, and a level of detail that is becoming as fascinating as it is unsettling.
Each new generation moves better, weighs less, offers more customization options, and comes a little closer to the fantasy its owner has in mind. You can choose the body, face, skin tone, hair, and even small details that turn a mass-produced product into something that feels unique.
And as the technology improves, the way we look at them is changing too.
Sex dolls are leaving behind their status as a secretive object and becoming another option within the pleasure industry. They still provoke rejection, curiosity, and more than a few uncomfortable glances, but it is becoming less unusual to find them on social media, at exhibitions, in specialized brothels, or in the homes of owners who no longer feel the need to hide them.
There is obviously sex behind all this, but perhaps there is something else too. We live in an age when we can talk to anyone, at any time, from anywhere, yet
more and more people feel lonely, isolated, or unable to form genuine connections. We have never been so connected, and yet it has never been so easy to go for days without having a real conversation with anyone.
In this scenario, the industry is not simply selling a body. It is selling availability, freedom from rejection, and completely controlled intimacy.
A partner who doesn’t judge, demand, argue, and is always there. For some, it will simply be a sophisticated sex toy; for others, a presence filling an emotional space that used to be empty.
The next step seems inevitable: integrating artificial intelligence, voices, sensors, personalized responses, and increasingly natural movements. When that happens, they will stop being simple dolls and become something much harder to define. And that is when the uncomfortable questions will begin: if a machine can make us feel less alone, will it really matter that it feels nothing for us?
The sex doll industry continues to grow, evolve, and make its way into the mainstream without making too much noise. Today, we take
another look at this market where sex, technology, and loneliness come together, with a selection of images and videos showing just how far it has already come.
And judging by the results, it is pretty clear that this is only the beginning.
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