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Ivy Miller

  • Ivy Miller
    Published 2 years ago
    My Worst Date Wasn't Even a Date

    My Worst Date Wasn't Even a Date

    We were seated at an outdoor table and ate strictly off our own plates: I shoveled vegetable lo mein into my mouth, he poked at bits of General Tso with his chopsticks. To me, this was nothing more than two friends grabbing a bite to eat.