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[slr_is_religous]

Was anyone ever so young? I am here to tell you that someone was. All I could do during those years was talk long-distance to the boy I already knew I would never marry in the spring. I would stay in New York, I told him, just six months, and I could see the Brooklyn Bridge from my window. As it turned out the bridge was the Triborough, and I stayed eight years…

(Not only my favorite Didion essay but probably one of the best things I have read in college. I like this part in particular because it is about being wrong.)