Karyn With a Whine

“Are you sure you’re in the right place, dear?”
A woman with greying hair, a turtleneck and a no-nonsense set of freshly sharpened pencils glanced at my peach tote bag crammed with my laptop, a handful of borrowed books and a copy of season 3 of Sex and the City poking loudly out the top.  I, [...]

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I called my friend B. this afternoon to complain about the newest dilemma I had wrenched myself into. B. is a very smart guy, not just because he went to an Ivy League university, but because he exercises logic in times of disarray, an activity that I, no matter how hard I try, can [...]

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