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New York has changed me in ways that I could not have imagined. I now say “awesome” a lot more than I used to (never, in fact) and I have on more than one occasion said “super awesome!” without irony. … Continue reading
Nothing says summer quite like a popsicle, and these red white and blue ones scream 4th July.
“It was in the middle of yoga when I started to notice the guy next to me,” said my friend Sara as we sat in Washington Square Park watching grown men who ought to have known better playing some kind … Continue reading