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Starbucks on Astor Place is full of the Christmas spirit. Over the course of an hour, Jamie, Casey and myself gorged on free gingery cakes (that were delicious) and eggnog lattes (that tasted like cow piss). We decorated gift wrapping with provided crayons and told stories about Berlin youth on the rampage. It was fun--so much fun that I called my tutoring client to push back a session, pretending I was at a fundraiser. Sneaky!
Starbucks on Astor Place is full of the Christmas spirit. Over the course of an hour, Jamie, Casey and myself gorged on free gingery cakes (that were delicious) and eggnog lattes (that tasted like cow piss). We decorated gift wrapping with provided crayons and told stories about Berlin youth on the rampage. It was fun--so much fun that I called my tutoring client to push back a session, pretending I was at a fundraiser. Sneaky!
posted by Byron at 11:43 PM
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As my life started out, with the crimson sunrise, I was filled with innocence and I always thought that this world was going to be clear and unambiguous like black and white. I perceived that some things were just bad and some were just good. But as I grew up, this innocence of mine was blown away forever into the cool autumn breeze.
Love,
Nazis Ramen
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