and other tales of my readjustment to New York and its sauna-like weather conditions to shortly follow. Since my return to the Empire State on Friday, I have served as a Disney-themed princess at a Brooklyn wedding and ushered in my entrance into adulthood via a New York restaurant without a liquor license. In between, I have begun work at the World Policy Journal and entered the working world, in a 10-6, unpaid internship sort of way.
For now, I leave you with an image of the cupcake that I consumed on my 21st. It was purple and floral, and despite the fact that I generally despise both, I thoroughly enjoyed basking in all its caloric goodness.
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