bad romance
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Meeting All The Cuties.
The summer was wild. The number of dates I went on exceeded anything I’d experienced before—and since. I’m not even sure how that happened. Did I somehow send out a desperate signal to the universe of single men about my upcoming departure, drawing them in like a magnet? Or was it just random? Because, except Continue reading
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One Magical Carpet Ride
So, I met someone new. And surprisingly, I do remember this one. Quite unfortunately, if I’m being honest. Okay, that’s a lie. He was an important part of the story for a while, but I wish I’d been smarter back then. There are several people I met during my time in New York who stuck Continue reading
Life in Ink and Footsteps 