...and a quarter of a cafe wondering what the hell we could be talking about so animatedly. (Among other topics: Why Dr. Seuss is the bane of our existence; blog creation; guerilla parenting; and why 24-year-old women date flashy 40-year-old men.)
Not bad for two former strangers among the eight million souls in the City.
Thanks for getting me out of the house, Moxie!
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