Two weekends ago, a bunch of 28-odd singles found themselves at a wine tasting in a swish Lower Parel bar. A little nervous, a tad rusty, they sat in groups of four, exchanging awkward smiles. But as the wine flowed, so did the conversations. Sparks flew, friendships blossomed, and by the end of the evening, most of the gang took the party to another pub. In another suburban venue last Friday, daters wore their hearts on their sleeves — singles in white, those in complicated setups dressed in red, and people in relationships turned up in black. Meanwhile, four-legged pooches played wingmen for their single ‘hoomans’ at a Khar pub last Saturday. 

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