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Dear Buddy, Someone just told me that I look like a young Nelly Furtado. I wouldn’t mind being a bit like a bird right now, come to think of it, and flying away. The truth is, Buddy, I’m feeling a little low. I don’t know if it’s hormonal or whether my adrenalin from the first week […]

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This is a photo of four glasses. The glass you see at the bottom of the image was my original order last night; straight bourbon on ice. $14. This straight bourbon, although tasty, was too strong so I ordered extra ice cubes to water-down the strength. This is the empty glass pictured at the back of […]

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Hello Universe, It’s me, Nisrine. How are you doing up and around there you omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent son of a gun? Hope we’re not giving you too much to fuss and worry about. Who am I kidding?! You’re the Universe for crying out loud – you don’t worry; you’re too busy creating worlds! Buddy (may […]

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I’m sitting at a cafe being a freelancer and the couple in front of me are clearly on their first date. It’s sickening; he’s trying to be funny, she’s straightening out her split ends while nodding agreeably. Errkkhh. How long have  you been in the city? What’s your favourite cuisine? How long have you spoken French? […]

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New Yorkers are loud and quick. They walk quickly, they speak quickly and unlike most Australians I know, they don’t start their questions with Sorry, but… (probably because that’ll slow down their quickness). In all honesty, they scare the shit out of me. But I love them. That’s why I left my teaching job and […]

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