Since moving into my new place I’ve enjoyed lots of experiences that feel deeply reminiscent of my twenties: sleeping in late, eating trash and watching trash while lounging around in my underpants, lingering in a coffee shop on a Sunday morning with nowhere to be, staring off into the middle distance the day after a particularly good date. But turns ou…
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