This is part two of the tale of a woman and a curious dating app. If you haven’t read the first part, you can find it by clicking on this link (CLICK HERE)

For everyone else. Let’s continue!

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The dark streets gave way to the inside of the place and the bustle of people talking in a too quiet way that added up to a too loud room. Waitresses, all Asian-looking, but probably American-born, walked from table to table serving food on wood platters. Sake looked good right about then.

The hostess looked at me once, made some internal judgment, and waved to me. I gave her my full attention and glared.

“May I get you a table?”

“I have a reservation for two. It’s under Barry.” Continue reading →