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some thoughts on adulthood
Last weekend, while driving to Philly to see my good friends Cobalt & the Hired Guns, and later that evening on my way to Manhattan’s East Village to visit my spiritual advisor Kitzie, I had plenty of time alone with … Continue reading
what’s a girl gotta do to rent a car in this town?
Today was kind of epic in the way that proving your residence/employment status/identity to the state often turns out to be. Warning: this may be boring to those of you who are not interested in uphill battles with adulthoodish things. … Continue reading
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