As winter ends and spring rolls around, hot girls flock to parks. It’s one of the nicest places to meet women.

I’m in Madison Square Park, New York City. There is a path with benches encircling a center lawn.

I’m walking by and I notice this amazing hottie lying in the middle of the lawn on her stomach reading.

She’s wearing immensely flattering tight, black yoga pants. Her ass looks amazing. Her face looks cute too. She’s fairly young, about 22.

Talking to a girl who’s standing, sitting, or walking is one thing, but it’s been a while since I’ve hooked a girl who is lying down in the middle of the lawn.

No shame in admitting I’m a bit intimidated.

But that’s okay, I simply follow the plan.

I first positioning myself near her. Read the rest of this entry »

On the wall in front of us, projected 20 feet high, is a video of a guy holding his penis.

He’s playing his balls like he’s strumming an electric guitar.

I’m at an art gallery opening with Lee.

We’re standing in a room with an installation piece projecting full-frontal male nudity.

On the other side of the room, I notice a very cute girl. She’s artsy and dressed to the nines.

I walk away from Lee and go over and stand next to her, looking at the projection.

“We’re relying on you to explain the meaning of this to us,” I say to her.

“I got nothing,” she says with a smile.

“What? You look like the expert.”

She laughs. “I have no idea what’s going on there.”

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It’s Christmas time again.

Women are out everywhere doing what they do best: shopping.

It’s no surprise the one of the easiest ways to meet women is to talk about gift buying.

She’s a hotty in the Medical Reference section at Barnes & Noble bookstore.

She’s leaning against a railing with her face buried in a book.

I walk over, stand next to her, and pick up a book off the shelf.

I open the book and tap her on the arm while looking at the book.

“Do you think this is a good gift for a nurse, or do you think she’d be sick of stuff like this?”

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Now that winter rolled around, I’ve been looking for indoor places to meet women.

I was taking the train around the city looking for different locations, and I noticed something:

All the cute girls I was meeting were on the train going to these locations rather than at the locations themselves.

There’s a reason a lot of guys inevitably ask the question: How do I meet women on public transportation?

In New York City, aside from women walking down the street, there is probably no place you see more attractive women.

So it’s very worthwhile to get good at meeting women on public transportation.

First, let’s discuss the pros and cons of doing this.

The Advantages of Meeting People on Public Transportation:

There are a lot of gorgeous women. If you ride public transportation, I don’t have to tell you how many attractive women you see, particularly during rush hour. Read the rest of this entry »

On the forum, Zhelyazko asks:

[It's been said that] only 7% of all communication is verbal the other percents are in way of speaking and body language.

Do you agree with the findings of this study and what does it mean?

How you tell a story is way more important than what the story actually is?

The underlying question here is, considering the importance of body language, how important is the actual content of what you say?

Is it worth crafting and working on a specific stories to use over and over or is it better to just ‘wing it’ and focus on body language and delivery?

Lately, I’ve been using an opinion opener/story that goes like this.

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1. The Opener.

“You look like the expert on fiction and literature.”

She looks up at me with piercing sky-blue eyes.

I’ve just walked into the Fiction and Literature section at Barnes and Noble.

She was sitting on a chair, her face buried in a book.

It’s a great way to open in almost any situation: “You seem like the expert in XX,” XX being whatever section of the store she’s in.

She can be in the cereal aisle of the supermarket, the juice bar, the make-up section or the shoe section.

“What’s a good book here?” I ask. “I’m going on a long trip soon and I need a good book to read.” Read the rest of this entry »

The place is packed with people.

It’s gallery opening time in the art district of New York City.

For two hours many galleries open their doors to show off new artworks and serve free wine and cheese.

And they come. The sexy art girls. Just the way I like them.

I’m all about going out to supermarkets and bookstores to meet women, but I love going to places that truly interest me to see art and the like.

It makes it so much easier and fun to interact with people. They automatically assume something high value about you just because you’re there.

Plus, I get to do something that I really enjoy doing.

As we walk through the gallery packed with people, I notice a group of three people, with one really cute redhead girl.

I walk over without a moment’s hesitation.

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As I get on to the subway platform, I’m tired. It’s 9 pm and I’ve been hanging out with Glenn and a friend in the park. I’m ready to just go home and chill.

I see this incredibly cute blond girl. She glances over at me and back at the tracks.

Is she into me, I wonder to myself.

I look around the platform and notice some other cuties wandering around, looking at subway maps, walking by.

I glance back over at her and she’s looking at me again.

Okay, she is definitely looking at me.

I walk casually walk over and stand next to her. She notices my presence.

I tap her on the arm.

“If you’re gonna look at a guy like that, you should probably say hi.”

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It’s 1 PM on a humid Saturday afternoon.

I step onto the subway train.

The air conditioning feels like a relief. I see an open seat and sit down in it.

Almost immediately I notice her.

She’s standing on the other side of the train. I can only see her from the back but she looks amazing in her tight shorts.

It’s only when she turns a bit can I see the full extent of her cuteness. She’s even cuter from the front.

Every other guy on the train notices her as well. You can see them stealing glances.

This is the first girl today who’s inspired my interest. I notice her back is fully tattoo’d and think to myself that I could tell her I like her tattoo.

But it would be too weird and too obvious to walk all the way across the train to tell her I like her tattoo. Even the thought of that gives me too much anxiety. Read the rest of this entry »

Saturday afternoon.

I have plans to hang with a girl later that night.

It takes me a while to get going, because because I’m home working all day. Finally get in the shower at 7 pm.

At 8 pm it suddenly hits me:

Oh shit. I didn’t go out to talk to women today.

Part of me thinks, who cares? I’m hanging out with this chick tonight. I’ll just relax today and then go out tomorrow.

But then I ask myself, “How important is this to me to do this?”

It’s really fucking important.

I call the girl and tell her I’d meet her an hour later. I put on my clothes and head out into the streets. Cuz I’m a champ like that. Read the rest of this entry »