Of course I am still alive. Of course I never got COVID. I know, there’s probably a few surprised at that and yeah, I am waiting for my luck to run out, but for now my husband is in a… Continue Reading →
In the Spring of 2005, I gave up one of the shittiest (yet incredibly cheap as it was free for a number of years) apartments in downtown Jersey City. In that time period I made a bunch of friends, started… Continue Reading →
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