I lived like Ethan Winters for a week to survive the holidays
I’m not afraid to hate the holidays. Valrhona’s dark chocolate smells good when melted with milk, and my heart glows when the decorations leave sugar-sized glitter in my palm, but there’s nothing else in it for me. The sun sets around 4:30 p.m. in New York and I can no longer tell whether the rot ...






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