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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has just given me 13 small heart attacks. He is, by far, the worst cab driver I have ever had. I can typically handle erratic cabbie driving, but not when I’m sure that Hugo has a death wish. On the upside, it’s impossible to get a cab on the eve of a holiday, so I’ll just have to grin and bear it!
