I am alone in my apartment with a man I’ve only recently met, and I realize: if I were a woman, I’d probably have my clothes off by now.
“Well, I hope so,” Logan says, making himself comfortable.
I hand my guest a glass of bourbon, join him on the sofa. This is not a Read More
Jacob Manczyk was properly suited up in khakis and button-down shirt at a recent Jewish singles night. He is a currency trader, and he lives on the Upper West Side. He claimed, quite credibly, that he is looking for a nice, single Jewish girl. “It’s hard to find someone you’re compatible with,” he said. “You Read More
My buddy Rachel’s on the up-and-up now. But it was touch-and-go for a bit. She’s recovering from a seven-year love addiction to her ex-boyfriend, Russell. Russell is from an Irish-Catholic family. He was an asshole. But he was pale and he was tall and he discouraged Rachel’s zealous and overly attached Jewish mother from visiting. Read More