I could live in this paragraph.Right now, please. Because the one I'm currently messed up with is collapsing. Why the hell did I accept a job as a writer? Really. I ask myself that ten times a day.
(I wonder if their coffee stand is called Paranthetic?)
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I just did a craigslist comparison — vancouver vs. new york. And you know, if you compare the median price, we're not that far off.
When did the dream of moving to New York become so damn practical.
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