This past weekend marked my one year of living in New York City. I remember when I arrived it was cold and dark, scary and exhilarating at the same time. Last year’s post.
This past weekend marked my one year of living in New York City. I remember when I arrived it was cold and dark, scary and exhilarating at the same time. Last year’s post.
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