By Photography by Brynn Whitfield hasn’t been on a date in months. She’s trying not to care about finding love, but she’s curious about how I’m doing it.
I just got ghosted by a skater boy, I tell her, sitting in her favorite corner booth at New York café Sant Ambroeus. “Why are you talking to someone who skateboards?” she asks, bemused.
I want to date every type of boy there is, I say. “You don't need to do that type,” she deadpans.Put a plate of bolognese between two single women and it won’t take long for them to start comparing notes.
Whitfield’s eyes light up when I ask her to point me in the right direction. Hinge is adorable but a touch too cutesy with the writing prompts.
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