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They are Dan, Alex, and Marty, budding investment bankers at the same financial firm, which recruited Alex and Marty straight from an Ivy League campus. But they don’t stop swiping.Īt a booth in the back, three handsome twentysomething guys in button-downs are having beers. “Ew, this guy has Dad bod,” a young woman says of a potential match, swiping left.

Everyone is drinking, peering into their screens and swiping on the faces of strangers they may have sex with later that evening. 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.

It’s a balmy night in Manhattan’s financial district, and at a sports bar called Stout, everyone is Tindering.