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Return of the Dreaded Ex

July 27, 2012

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This story is from Rebecca, a 25-year-old journalist in NYC, as told to Raz: I met Ashton through my friend Sarah, who said he was a great guy who recently got out of a serious relationship. I was skeptical at first, but then she showed me a picture, and he was so pretty! Plus, Sarah […]

It’s Filler Time

July 2, 2012

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This story is from Rebecca, a 25-year-old journalist in NYC, as told to Raz: I met Nick drunk at a bar (click here for details), and we started casually dating. When it had been about a month, he started getting upset that I wasn’t willing to take our “relationship” to the next level. Basically, he […]

Hammer Time

June 27, 2012

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This story is from Rebecca, a 25-year-old journalist in NYC, as told to Raz: After my first date with Alan, I really, really liked him. After several online dating disasters, I was thrilled, and became one of those girls who would check my phone every hour just hoping he’d called. When he hadn’t called after […]

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 […]