"I Moved 3,000 Miles Away—Alone"
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When my grandmother was 26, she moved from Texas to New Jersey for my grandfather's business. When my mom was 22, she moved from New Jersey to Virginia, because that's where my dad got into grad school. When I was 25, I felt proud to reverse the pattern—my boyfriend and I moved from Pittsburgh to New York City because I was the one with a job offer.
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When we broke up a few months later, I bonded with my crew of single ladies. I spent years finagling half-price tickets to Broadway, paying $14 for cocktails, and apologizing to my Saint Bernard for our 400-square-foot apartment with long walks in Central Park. Although it was more Girls than Sex and the City in terms of budget, I did get to interview Manolo Blahnik. I was living the dream I'd had since I was 14: reside in NYC, work for a magazine, and write books. My friends couldn't get over the fact that my job included going to photo shoots and interviewing celebrities, and some days, neither could I.
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