An all-too-familiar appear bands from my own contact. “Someone just stolen your!” I swipe to open the notification. 57 men and women recently seen your profile. A note come offer me “chems,” – a solicitation of drugs that I tactfully overlook. The grid that upward Grindr’s software – a mixture of shirtless torsos, faces, and blank sections – is definitely boring, and I need to see new people. Read more