"Time to treat yourself to a new pair of Chucks, kid."
-My dental hygienist upon seeing my blood and paint-stained sneakers
Friday, April 30, 2010
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How to become a literary, a luminary, to know and feel a sparkling flash of purpose and sense of self? In college, I dreamt of becoming a big city fish. In New York, I'm finding that everyone's a piranha.
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