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What Happens in Jersey, June 4, 2014
The first time I went to Hoboken, it was enchanting – I kissed a man in a car in a snowstorm, we got lost together in the cold, we drank and played arcade games, we were the only people watching Manhattan across the river, and the only car on the road at 4 am (it had gotten late, somehow). The thin