I have a confession to make. I’m one of those people who actually likes dating. I like stepping into the ambiance of a dim bar, arriving a few minutes after the predetermined time to keep him on his toes. I like looking about for the person I’m there to meet, and conquering the first, inevitably awkward moments of a date.

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