fish selfies, selfies cropped to conceal baldness. Plus, the relationships are so brief they seldom overlap, meaning she’s not technically even poly, just hopscotching mile after mile of the dreariest dick imaginable; the ceaseless kayfabe of bad sex with divorced dads and DJs. The sociopathic nudniks, who either wind up jealous and clingy, or never ask her questions about herself. The otherwise handsome men over fifty whose DMs are like,
