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We agree to disagree. On Wednesday around pm? I was right about my prediction that he was a Capricorn based on his profile pictures. We gawk at the goat skull sitting above the second couch of his bedroom. I match with super tall hot women that I know would never give me the time of day in real life and wonder why they do on the internet.
It feels like the German stare, the stare in which they have no shame in making you their object, never cracking a smile or breaking when you decide to stare back. After two beers, we his friends at another bar around the corner. I match and match and match and match and match and match and feel like nothing but a journalist entering a field of research.
I projected my unwillingness to date onto him, which manifested itself in a kind of Tinder war. I used to pride myself on deleting my Tinder while in the States to say Look how good I am, I can pull dates in real life, and shaming him for using the evil app. With all the sex Berliners have I figured Tinder would be unnecessary, but alas, I can walk down the canal or hop on the U-bahn and see at least one Tinder match a week. He ignores the message completely asking me for and cuddles. I un-match with him. I match with some dude who asks me to imagine our children together. I do, until I realize he already has and that freaks me out.
I match with so many men that are a waste of my time, that for a while I have my preferences set to only women. I match with many of them. We never talk. I switch it back to both. I match with a cute nonbinary POC on vacation from New York and think great, this will go nowhere until we meet up at a picnic in Hasenheide Park and I finally find the Berlin queers. Queers, not gays.
At a talk on discrimination in hybrid spaces they invited me to, I see them again but they show up sick and late, and mostly sleep through it. When they do, I am grateful. They fly back the next morning but we keep in touch. I once again feel lost in this big city, so I give up, at least for now. Cover picture courtesy of abbilder. See all places for ' '. City Guide. See all city guide. Los Angeles. Lucky - May 15 Reasons why I do not date on the internet, nor do I date in real life. Read next:.
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