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Posts tagged ‘Philadelphia’

Date #13

It’s 5:00 and I’m back at Café Fulya, killing time before Date #13’s arrival.  I’m wearing flats because the last time I saw Date #13 (yes,…

Date #12

I’m sitting cross legged on the floor, eyes closed, holding the index finger of my left hand against my left nostril and breathing through my right. …

Date #9

I was sitting in Café Fulya yesterday debating whether or not I should schedule two dates for one day, which (because I’d have to change outfits,…

Thirty First Dates?

After announcing my intention to date thirty men in three months, the words “insane,” “impossible,” and “suicide” came to mind.  Thirty men in three months?  Really? …

Too Many Texts

I’ve received another letter.  This time, it’s not a love letter but rather an email from my younger brother who, for whatever reason, monitors our collective…

The Dinner Party

When life gives you lemons… it’s time to whip up a pitcher of sangria.  And this, my dear readers, is precisely what I did Monday night. …