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My Single Peeps: Meredith Salenger

I met Meredith through my friend, Matt. I was riding my bike in the hood when he pulled up next to me in his car, with Meredith sitting in the passenger seat. He introduced us, and she said, “You’re cute.” I said, “Thanks. I’m married.” With barely a blink, she asked, “Do you have any friends?” Very forward. No shame. She knows what she wants. Yet I remember thinking, “I’m on a little BMX bike — a man-child doing pop wheelies in the street. What’s wrong with this girl?”

My Single Peeps: Ameenah K.

I met Ameenah when I was in sixth or seventh grade at “Jew camp.” She stuck out like a sore thumb … because she’s so funny. Oh, and she’s black. And there weren’t many black Jews at Jew camp.

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My single peeps: Yitzy P.

Yitzy likes to have fun — not the “get a table at a club, pick up skeezy girls, and then do cocaine with some strippers at an after-party” kind of fun…

The dating game: New website puts parents in charge

A new Jewish online dating site allows parents to search for their children\’s bashert. The site, which was launched Tuesday, allows parents to browse for potential matches for their sons and daughters, including contacting other parents for more information and setting up casual dates.

You Don’t Have to Be Jewish to Need Pickup Advice

Neil Strauss has a Jewish name: Tuvia, from the word tov, meaning good. It was given to him by a college buddy, Dustin, who became a religious Jewish mouthpiece in “The Game,” Strauss’ best-selling book about his exploits as a pickup-artist-in-training and bible to sexually frustrated men all over the world.

Valley Singles Dish About Their Search for Love in the Days of JDate, Insta

I’m not a Torah scholar, but it seems to me Adam was a bachelor in Eden for about four minutes before God felt compelled to play matchmaker. It was the perfect fix-up because the element of choice was eliminated: Eve didn’t have to compete for Adam’s attention with thinner Eves, prettier Eves, Eves that “are comfortable in both high heels and sweatpants.” Adam also had it easy; there were no wealthier Adams, taller Adams, or funnier Adams a mouse click away. Adam’s hairline (and beard length) didn’t matter.

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