Friday, July 31, 2009
What have I learned in 3 months of living on my own in Harlem? One, that I can work the hell out of a tight-ass double doorway while carrying my bike and still having to use my keys to open both doors. Two, that passing by your neighbors enough times, no matter how tight your pants are, eventually earns you their daily "what's up" respect. And three, having such a small place to live in really lets you know what your true interests are, apparently a skateboard, some music/hipster magazines, cd's, camcorder, a bike, and a computer. Awesome!
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