I still remember the smell of burnt fryer oil and the crushing weight of my own disappointment. I was 14,...

Let me tell you, there’s a special kind of panic that sets in when you’re staring at an eviction notice,...

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I was sitting in a glass-walled conference room in Midtown Manhattan, staring at a $14 salad I didn’t have the...

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