Tonight I attended an event where two very famous authors hosted a very highbrow discussion about the role art plays in society's search for justice. The event was quite exclusive, featured views of Central Park, and was attended by people whose last names are preceded with a "The" that makes me think I should know who they are. But I don't.
Now I am home and am eating the microwaved remnants of last night's burrito, accompanied by a beer.
I do love my life.
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