You knot it up and feel like Jay Gatsby on steroids. It'll be your "thing." You stand in line for coffee and imagine the barista making eyes at you. You step into Ralph Lauren and blow your last two paychecks -- all on bow ties. But you're still alone. You can't understand why.
You knot it up and feel like Jay Gatsby on steroids. It'll be your "thing." You stand in line for coffee and imagine the barista making eyes at you. You step into Ralph Lauren and blow your last two paychecks -- all on bow ties. But you're still alone. You can't understand why.
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