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Last night I went to an n+1 magazine panel discussion and afterwards I got stoned and started thinking about the young literary set in New York. All of these kids hated high school and came to New York in search of creativity and artistic inspiration and a place where they could express their individuality - not only through their writing - but also through their clothes, ideas and the people they hang out with. It struck me that they are what they hated in high school, mirror-images of each other stalking the ground for people just like themselves to incorporate into their snobbish-yet-hackneyed literary world. Or maybe I’m just jealous.
-Mary Jane
