The Tinder Hacker

When I asked Sean about his hobbies, I wasn’t prepared for what he said

Photo: Erin Clark for The Boston Globe via Getty Images

By Francesca Mari

After a couple hours of swiping on Bumble not so very long ago, I had exactly one decent match, a programmer in San Francisco. He had an honest face slung on two good cheekbones, and he posed with acceptable-enough props (guitar, martini, ’90s-era Macintosh). Naturally, I…

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