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Every Spring, in rare moments of sunshiny bliss, I have to remind myself that I still hate New York City. That’s right, I refuse to let myself be happy here, because if I do, that means I’ve become part of … Continue reading
Dear Ellyn’s Boyfriend, My girlfriend has exposed all of my foibles for the world to read (though at least she has the decency to stop at the bedroom door). I’ve had a good dozen friends mention this blog to me, … Continue reading