“''To get this, I basically hounded them,'' said Ryan Duffy, an N.Y.U. senior who is an intern for Vice, an ultra-hip underground magazine. ''I e-mailed, like, so many times and kept telling them, 'I really want to work at Vice' and then, 'No, I really, really want to work at Vice.'''”
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This NYT article from 2003. Someone today was aghast that I only vaguely recognised the name ‘Ryan Duffy’. “I figured you got like your whole
thing from him,” they said. Why can’t I just be thought of as my own person? :(