So, I broke the ice. Not quite how I’d envisioned it, but still—a start. Or so I thought. After my first date in over two decades, I ghosted Facebook Dating. I was ready to delete the whole app, despite the “council” urging me to “just keep swiping.” That’s when I saw him: Santos. Multiple messages. Persistent energy. I politely replied, saying he seemed nice, but I wasn’t ready to date. He insisted. And… I caved. Naturally, I sent his profile to the council for review. Santo