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by Sophia Macris

That summer we were listening to Vampire Weekend, Paul Simon, Albert Hammond, Jr. We were drinking cocktails made with rum; shots of absinthe to be obliterated. We were reading non-fiction and writing non-fiction and sleeping with married men or considering sleeping with married men. We spent half-day Fridays getting pedicures and chasing boys with Wayfarers who did not want to sleep with us because they weren't married. We drank iced coffee as a social experiment. We alternated caffeine and alcohol to make it through the day and night, as if that was something we should be doing.

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Sophia Macris is reading Cavafy, eating figs, and making plans.