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Island Getaway

September 10, 2013

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My friends and I spent Labor Day weekend on Fire Island. Our first night there, after a rousing game of Musical Chairs Flip Cup (You’ve never played Musical Chairs Flip Cup?! You’re doing it wrong.), we headed out to the bars. Our chosen bar’s dance floor was almost completely empty. But we were all riled […]

Dating 101: A Lecture-Based Course

February 12, 2013

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Most online dates begin the same way: we re-hash everything we’ve already discussed in our way-too-many OkCupid messages. Of course, I’ve usually just re-read those OkCupid messages on the way to said date (I like to be prepared!), so this is unnecessary. But boys tend to opt for wasting the first twenty minutes of a […]

Take Me Out With The Crowd

October 8, 2012

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This story is from Amy, a 27-year-old marketing associate in Washington, DC, as told to Raz: Zack and I met at a baseball game. He was cute and funny, but was about four years younger than me, which I normally would never go for. After the game, when he invited me over for dinner, I […]

Pulling A Fast One

September 17, 2012

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You know a date is really bad when it’s so short that your bus ride home counts as a transfer from your bus ride there. I think my entire evening with Xavier lasted 45 minutes. It actually didn’t start out terribly, but I knew from the beginning that we were very different. He was from […]

Nicks at Night

June 1, 2012

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This story is from Rebecca, a 25-year-old journalist in NYC, as told to Raz: After my last breakup, I went through kind of a strange phase. Basically, I became something of a make out whore. I wasn’t emotionally ready to go on real dates, have sex or form any remotely substantial relationship with someone new, […]

Pirate’s Booty

May 28, 2012

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This story is from Rebecca, a 25-year-old journalist from NYC, as told to Raz: Ah, summer is here again. And that reminds me of last summer—specifically, of Pirate Con. If you’re unfamiliar with this epic gathering of New Yorkers, here’s the gist: we get dressed up like pirates and go on a long bar crawl […]

The Tournament

May 20, 2012

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This story is from Rebecca, a 25-year-old journalist living in NYC, as told to Raz: Tyler and I met at a friend’s party. A friend who assured me that Tyler was a great guy and I should “totally go for it.” So I did, and after about thirty minutes of my flirtatious charms, he asked […]