Like Cigarette packets, Maybe Grindr Should Come With Warning Signs Too?

Let me start with a confession: I owe Grindr a few thank-you cards. On a number of occasions, I found a temporary flatmate through the app in London, a doctor in Bangkok, and a dentist in Brussels. One beautiful soul even helped me build my table when I moved after a breakup (shout out to TallDutchGuy, where ever you are).

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