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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- Me: Hey! That’s my Pooh paper!
- Michael: [strange look on his face] Wow. And I thought people were particular about bringing their own handsoap for the bathroom…but poo paper? You are particularrrr.
