Cocoa
I have something that most New Yorkers don't: a neighbour. My good friend moved into the building about six months ago, and I can't tell you how ideal it is to have precisely that arrangement for the simultaneous intimacy and separation (roommate = too much; no neighbours = too isolated). We regularly - almost daily - get together and make cocoa and talk about boys, academia, our neuroses...
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One step closer to living the life of Seinfeld.
Neuroses? That's a lot of cocoa! Nyuk nyuk.
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