I'm a twentysomething writer and editor living out my dream
one day • one picture • one avenue • one story at a time.
This is where I overshare and constantly write tiny love letters to New York.
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- Sara: Yeah, I broke my collarbone the first time I went skiing. I had to be hauled away on a snowmobile.
- Michael: Were you drinking?
- Sara: I WAS 12!!
- Michael: Were you drinking?
