The noise of people talking at the bar is getting overwhelming. My Bumble date just walked out with another woman and I am left here by myself: embarrassed, lonely and horny. I open my phone and start swiping. I’ve only swiped right on two comely gentlemen when I get a text. “Feel like partying?” It's my colleague Dennis from work. “Sure? What’s up?” I reply. “I’m doing karaoke at Union Station.” It is across the street a...