Quarter-Life Crisis
So. I’m 25. A quarter of a century old. My birthday was yesterday. In the month leading up to this “monumental moment” (not big on birthdays or holidays in general), […]
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Into the Bowels of Budapest
I just want to preface my first story with this statement (aimed at future employers): I am [usually] a punctual person. As you, fine reader, can probably surmise, I was late […]
The Great Escape 