It might be cold as ice outside, but inside a barbershop in Toronto's northwest Little Jamaica neighbourhood, things are heating up. The buzz of a razor in action is drowned out by the crowd that has packed the Hair Play Salon to riff about Black love, honesty and hope when it comes to dating and relationships. Most women want the bad boy, they want the guy who's getting all the girls," says barber Damien Samuels, much to the dismay of many of the women who have braved the cold to share their trials of dating while Black. As Black women, if Black men don't respect or support us, no one else will," says another attendee, speaking over the others fighting to say their piece. And that's essentially the point of the discussion: to bring Black men and women together to communicate and connect, and to share openly about how they're feeling about the dating scene.
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If you're a black man or woman or Asian man, you're going to have a tougher time getting a date on OKCupid. Users of the popular dating site have a clear bias against certain races, according to a new blog post by OKCupid co-founder Christian Rudder. Rudder looked at millions of OKCupid interactions between and , involving more than 25 million people, and charted out the racial and gender preferences he found.
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