Abby Robitaille reevaluates brevity.
I live a flannel-clad, bed-headed, whiskey-drunk, kickflip-bruised twenty-something sort of existence in Burlington, Vermont. Sometimes I write about it.
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“We’re still young and we have to do cool things while we still can. Like rollerblade.”
