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So much of connecting with another person is chemistry. Many folks put in hours coming up with the “perfect profile”--one they feel fits them like tight pants. Social scientists believe that the vast number of potential matches create stress for daters.Behind the guise of that sweet-sounding woman may actually be a man — a beardy cybercriminal who only wanted to get your phone number to scam you.(All images are for representational use only - Credits/Pixabay) Let’s face it, the days of dropping cheesy pick-up lines at social gatherings are coming to an end.Everyone is drinking, peering into their screens and swiping on the faces of strangers they may have sex with later that evening. “Ew, this guy has Dad bod,” a young woman says of a potential match, swiping left.Her friends smirk, not looking up.“Tinder sucks,” they say. At a booth in the back, three handsome twentysomething guys in button-downs are having beers.They are Dan, Alex, and Marty, budding investment bankers at the same financial firm, which recruited Alex and Marty straight from an Ivy League campus.