A Memoir of Heartbreak, Hookups, Love and BruncheBook - 2016
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The fight lasted several hours. Kelly attacked the soundness of our relationship while I defended it. My arguments were rational, while hers were rooted in emotion. Eventually, I logic-bullied her into surrender, convincing her that her emotions were wrong. Of course, a person’s emotions can never be “wrong,” even if they can’t “defend” them, but for the moment I’d “won.”
After the concert the four of us walked to a dimly lit, low-slung bar on the edge of Chinatown decorated with taxidermy animals that stared at us angrily, as if we were the ones who had killed them. It was a random, unknown New York bar, but it was cooler than the coolest bar in my hometown, which made me feel cooler than everyone in my hometown. Which is the whole point of living in New York City.
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