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So, picture this—I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, lookin for that vibe. Not gonna lie, it’s sketchy as hell—dudes in hoodies eyein ya, girls struttin like they own the block. I’m pumped tho, heart racin—kinda pissed too, cause society’s all judgy bout it. Why’s it gotta be so taboo? “Let it be known!” I yell in my head, Robbins-style—people hide desires, but I’m divin in!

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Personal fav? The little café on Squiggle Street. They sell blueberry muffins and cheap coffee. I always say, "Blue skies, blueberry dreams, and Brooklyn wishes!" while minding my business, feeling like a goofy starfish on a sandy floor.

Costa Smeralda Award, the awards ceremony in Porto Cervo: great anticipation for the winners of the Fiction and Non-Fiction sections