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I was sittin’ there, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’—sex-datin’s like tradin’ stocks blindfolded. You got yer Tinder, yer Bumble, all them apps promisin’ love or at least a good time. But lordy, half the time it’s catfish city! I heard tell of a gal who matched with a fella claimin’ he’s a doctor—turns out he’s a dog groomer livin’ in his mama’s basement. “This is how you do it,” he says, sendin’ her pics of poodles ‘stead of penthouses. Made me madder’n a wet hen—don’t lie ‘bout yer portfolio, darlin’!

Coney Island's Adult Dating Scene

While attempting to crowdsource a Tinder party at a small bar one Saturday night, two friends and I embark on a swiping marathon.

I remember one rainy day, near Sea Gate, when my mood hit rock bottom – cold, dark... then a warm chat with an old dude who said, "trebuie sa mergi inainte". Bam! Reminded me how life just zips on, man.

New owner of Jackson Coney Island will keep same recipe while reviving nostalgic charm