Tinder is just a toy. Though I actually met I’ve person IRL (angriest woman I have ever bought dinner for), and one other person who was visiting in MA and said we should meet when she comes down to NY. But as I texted trying to set up the day, I got the idea she was really fishing for a sugar daddy to put her up in a place in NYC—Brooklyn, and then the Bronx, and then she went to ‘LA’. Haha. After that, I resigned myself to just treating it like a tomaguchi where I pretend I’m looking for a date. And for the record all my clothes were on and no cars were present.