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Five weeks ago, my 30-year-old son assured me that online dating was the only way I was going to meet someone new. I’ve been single for over a year. “Mom, even if someone out in public thinks you’re hot, he’s not going to approach you. For all he knows, you’re married. And even if he did approach you, you’d think he was a freak. And we all know what a shitstorm blind dates are.” So he and my daughter set me up with a profile on Match.com so I could “cruise” the site. So began my relationship with online dating.

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