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who knew that flying to another country (even if the flight is only an hour and a half) to spend 48 hours with a girl you met on instagram would be the most surreal, special, fantastic, romantic, best 2 days of your life? the tik tok lesbians, that's who, they knew.
our trip included so many wonderful things: an all you can eat dinner at a brazilian steakhouse, a night-time open air bus tour of the city, a $100 rickshaw ride to the soundtrack of abba, classic new york pizza at midnight, hulking open a bottle cap from a coca cola with my keys, countless subway rides, starry night at the moma, pancakes and waffles from the jellycat diner, wicked on broadway at the gershwin, bags of souvenirs and sentimental keepsakes, instant camera photos, first kisses and second kisses and hundreth kisses, more pizza, morning bagels and iced coffee, holding hands, contact highs, views of the staten island ferry from our hotel, guys trying to sell us their demo CDs on the street, guys carrying our mobility devices to the subway for us, calling me her girlfriend, making it official, crying while we said goodbye, indescribable magic.
