I was ready to go on my own, with my office in my apartment--my studio apartment.
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Home Ahead of my Time
Take the A Train
I was going to call this story Ticket To Ride, but I used that for my Woodstock story. My thanks to Duke Ellington for this title.
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Trying to work
It was clear I needed a job. Turning twenty, literate (two years of college behind me), energetic, and flexible—surely this would not be too hard. But it turned out I knew nothing about finding work.
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Cars, Cars, Cars
As a native of the Motor City, everyone I knew drove to work.
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