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Hi, I am exchange student from Uzbekistan and I come to help your country against world crisis. (Now that I have lured you here) please leave your name, your social security number, credit card information, and address. For uh, my records … Sure …

Okay, really? Broke-ass twenty-something searching for meaning in life, only to find moldy goat cheese and sheep placenta in the back of her fridge, next to the kimchi jar. Meaning? What meaning! When I was twelve, I was absolutely convinced that certain fictional characters existed. Imagine my heartbreak when Peter Pan never flew into windows and the partial relief when the Boogeyman never came out of my closet. I grew up in your typical suburban home until like most real-life fairytales, the father left the mother, the brother left the sister, and the gates of hell opened to fling poo at each one of us. Well, nobody’s perfect. But hey, life’s still beautiful even in its chaos and failures. And I have my dreams. I’m certainly young enough for illusions of grandeur.

I love, I hope. Yeah, that’s what I’m all about. That and a bag of chips.