Recently, I found myself in a Harley Street clinic naked from the waist down with my feet in stirrups as a doctor busied himself with my most intimate parts.
Why? I was trying out a treatment said to wind back the clock on a man’s love life.
After several health crises that I miraculously survived, my love life had taken a major hit — scouring the internet for help, I happened on Vigore, and its pretty impressive claims.
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