October 2011
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Welp, I’ve moved back to the Old Part once again. It’s loud, racous, and the sheer quantity of sorority-girl voices I hear passing beneath our balcony makes me feel like I’ve up and moved to Milledge Avenue. After a warm and cozy welcome from friends and boyfriend and then a smarmy roommate situation, I packed up my suitcase (yet again) and I now find myself on the corner (yes,...
