“Ew, this guy has Dad bod,” a young woman says of a potential match, swiping left. Everyone is drinking, peering into their screens and swiping on the faces of strangers they may have sex with later that evening. The tables are filled with young women and men who’ve been chasing money and deals on Wall Street all day, and now they’re out looking for hookups. It’s a balmy night in Manhattan’s financial district, and at a sports bar called Stout, everyone is Tindering.
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