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EMILY KING & I

I was sprawled out on my ex-boyfriend's sofa the first time I heard Emily King sing. Well, I *thought* he was my boyfriend. Have you ever dated someone and you thought it was one thing and you thought *they* thought it was the same thing, but, really, they were...

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A CONVERSATION WITH QUINDON TARVER

At just 13 years old, Quindon Tarver had two hit singles that were featured on a multi-platinum selling film soundtrack. That film was the 1996 Hollywood blockbuster Romeo + Juliet, and the singles included a cover of Prince's "When Dove's Cry" and the stirring...

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THE SEARCH FOR BISCUITS AND GRAVY: BODEGA BUFFET

It was the morning after a hellacious night out filled with countless martini’s that I found myself in one of those mega-bodegas. You know, those super fancy bodegas with gigantic buffets and massive deli counters? In search of something to settle my vodka-soaked...

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CRANKY DADDY & MISS SPANDEX

While waiting to cross Hudson Street in the West Village, I heard someone behind me and turned to see a woman adorned in head-to-toe purple and hot pink spandex, with her hair sloppily pulled into pigtails. I smiled. She smiled back. "It's good that you're self aware...

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HOW TO NOT BE A BRIDZILLA (OR A GROOMOSAURUS REX)

The dee-jay hasn’t responded to your email, your mother-in-law keeps nagging you about your floral selections, and now the caterer wants to charge five more dollars per person just for baskets of bread! You want to lose five more pounds so your dress looks perfect on...

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MOUNTAIN MAN

Sometimes, I get so tired of crowded subways, overpriced martinis, and guy's who look nothing like their Scruff photos. I get so annoyed with things like pants, bossy think pieces, and people who fake gluten allergies. It's enough to make me want to leave New York and...

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BREAKING UP WITH NYC

You know how you meet a man, and you are crazy about him and you think he is the absolute deal and he's all you think about and there isn't an inch on his body that you wouldn't lick and you basically want to marry him and have all his babies? And then, after a while,...

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A TRIBUTE TO BRENEN

The only scar on my body is on my left hand, not on my thumb or index finger but on the finger between the pinky and the middle finger. I don’t believe that finger has a name. The scar is small and starts right at the tip of the finger and slopes down about an inch. I...

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RETREAT

I need to go on a solo, wifi-free writing retreat. Maybe to a quiet, obscure log cabin nestled in a woodsy, majestic mountainside or, better yet, a cute lil' bamboo hut on a breezy, tropical beach. I'll escape the sweltering sun by lounging under a giant umbrella...

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SINGLE FOREVER

There's a handsome guy in my neighborhood and whenever we see each other we make flirty goo-goo eyes at each other. It doesn't matter where -- the corner bodega, the gym, the park, and, this morning, on the subway platform. As we waited for the B train, he winked and...

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