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From blog Passing Whimsies
On Loving and Leaving New York City I moved to New York City on June 1, 2016, on a sweltering hot day. I'd come with no job, two suitcases mostly stuffed with clothes and determination to make my dream work, no matter what. I wish I could go back and hug that bright-eyed 22-year old and tell her to soak up every moment in the city that would become her home for the next decade. Living in New York had never been the plan, but I'd landed an internship working as a closet intern the summer between my junior and senior years of college. I went from never even visiting New York to living there, finding myself the star of a quintessential 2000s movie plotline of a small town girl working in...
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