God sent me a Finance Man
I feel rejuvenated about blogging ever since I met these two nineteen-year-olds in Sweetie in the East Village (Sweetie staff if you’re reading this, your bouncer is lacking). “Oh, you’re bad,” one of them said to me and I exploded into giggles and immediately asked for their life stories.
When I told them a little bit about Hot Literati, they gushed an…