Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of (Mind-Blowing) Sex

Good evening, Readers. I am pleased to say I have survived 68 days in NYC thus far. Though I moved here for the countless opportunities in writing, I can’t help but gawk over the gorgeous men who grace every corner street — in Manhattan, in Brooklyn, in Queens. You name it.

The first couple of months, I re-downloaded my dating apps (for the twenty-second time), in hopes…