Gettin' Jiggy with Strunk and White

I decided to move to New York two weeks before I did. Admittedly, I'd just gone through a messy breakup and was ready to move out of post-college limbo and embark on my real life. This life, I was certain, was to take place in New York City as an editor at a publishing company (how cliche). Sure, I didn't know anyone in New York or have a job or apartment lined up... but I knew that was where I was supposed to be.

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