Writer shuffling between New York, London, and Manila. I like to keep work and romance geographically separate from the rest of my life.
In which my boyfriend, aka the man of my dreams, wholeheartedly embraces the reality that he is something of an English twat. (I mean he says the hat reminds him of Harrow. Dear lord, what a nob.)
Happy Birthday, love. You are much missed, and I can’t wait to see you.
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