
Hey, fuck you, you fuckin fucks!
You guessed it. After a half-year-long sabbatical in the wilds of Rhode Island and New Hampshire—which felt like three whole years of my life—I’m back in a New York State of Mind, bay-bee. By which I mean vaguely stressed and sweaty all the time for no discernible reason whilst feeling like a hipster Sisyphus rolling the …
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