The tables are filled with young women and men who’ve been chasing money and deals on Wall Street all day, and now they’re out looking for hookups.
In between drinking copious amounts of beer, they took care of me, bringing me water, Gatorade, and medicine.
It could be a one time affair – or see if we care to try an FWB type thing.
It’s a balmy night in Manhattan’s financial district, and at a sports bar called Stout, everyone is Tindering.
Dan and Marty, also Alex’s roommates in a shiny high-rise apartment building near Wall Street, can vouch for that. “She works at—” He says the name of a high-end art auction house. And yet a lack of an intimate knowledge of his potential sex partners never presents him with an obstacle to physical intimacy, Alex says.
As a longtime solo traveler and travel writer, I’ve had my share of sexual encounters while globetrotting (occupational downside: serious relationships are difficult to maintain).