Speed Dating from the Shelf (#5)

ft. Pig, My Freshman Year, and A Certain Age Twas a cold and blustery day. I bared the cold with my bag of books, trekked uphill both ways to the coffee shop, and plopped down for a creamy hot chocolate steamed by my dear barista roommate. It was time for some Speed Dating from the … Continue reading Speed Dating from the Shelf (#5)

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