Determined to live out my very own version of "Sex and the City," I channeled my inner Samantha Jones and moved to New York City on a whim... and of course it all started with a boy. As the passenger seat princess in a taxi cab driven by delusion, my journey to the concrete jungle where dreams are made of (just not mine) took an unexpected turn. What started off as a quest to gain back the attention of a boy who ghosted me turned into a cross-country move, leaving me with fond memories of dating escapades, degenerate nights that turned into mornings, and the lingering question: should I move back?

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