I honestly think they are mirages. You think there are people there, but there aren't. It's exactly like the subway, where if you even wanted to talk to someone, they wouldn't like you. Everyone on board wants someone else, who doesn't want them back.
Worse, the personals site is a timeless sort of vacuum, not at all like the real world. People get frustrated and get off the train, but the afterimage remains, streaking away with time, and people still respond to it. There's a one-way correspondence between the desperate ones who just boarded at the last station and the pathetic ghosts who've been lingering for months, slowly disintegrating like wood smoke.
Most of the people look better than their posted picture, except for the ones who look worse, and most don't resemble their picture at all. It's a complete crapshoot, and the only way to find out is risk contamination by contact. Meeting someone.
Invariably, even if this goes better than expected, it's a slippery slope. Quicksand. A booby trap.
Consider yourselves fairly warned. Anyone with evidence to the contrary, feel free to email it to me. I'd like to read it.
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