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New York has changed me in ways that I could not have imagined. I now say â€œawesomeâ€ a lot more than I used to (never, in fact) and I have on more than one occasion said â€œsuper awesome!â€ without irony. … Continue reading
Nothing says summer quite like a popsicle, and these red white and blue ones scream 4th July.
â€œIt was in the middle of yoga when I started to notice the guy next to me,â€ 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