Back when we were looking to launch our digital publishing company, but before we had a name, Nicole and I were walking around Georgetown. When we found ourselves crossing O Street, Nicole said, “Now if I lived here, I’d definitely want to be on O Street.” And she didn’t say it because of the neighborhood. […]
Starting a blog. It feels a little like stripping. Getting ready to bare it all. Although in this case, words, not clothes. And there’s no music, although there could be. What kind of music for stripping? Maybe some bass-heavy EDM. Something hard, nothing dreamy. And no lyrics. Lyrics might get in the way and interrupt
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