Summer and Love As Redemption
Hey there,
Summer in New York, at its core, is supposed to feel like an unlimited nothingness, a nothingness by lack of work, lack of plans, too much food-to-go, plentiful, ripe fruits stacked in straw baskets, baby wipes and a change of clothes floating in the bottom of the stroller. When others would flee the city, I'd fight to stay, saying, if there …
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