Who would have thought that someone who only had $200 in his pocket, a one-way ticket, and no permanent address when he first arrived in New York in 1985 would later become a… Read More →
We all dream of becoming someone we’re not. When I was immersed in watching Gossip Girl, I wanted to be Chuck Bass. I wanted everything – the cars, the hotel, the tailored suits,… Read More →
It’s hard not to be a sceptic in New York where you think everyone serves you b.s. hot and fresh daily. For instance, when someone on the subway tells you they like what… Read More →
Isn’t living in the big city every starry-eyed idealist’s dream? Isn’t the city the place you escape to after getting teased and tormented in high school; the place you run to reinvent yourself… Read More →
I turn the music up, I got my records on From underneath the rubble sing a rebel song Don’t want to see another generation drop I’d rather be a comma than a full… Read More →
Whenever I’m bored, my mind starts to wonder and wander. On the train yesterday, I looked at the people in the car and wondered: Was the man in the three piece suit off… Read More →
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