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So I'm sitting in the Starbucks on the north side of East 57th --- there's another Starbucks directly across the street, on the south side of East 57th, but it's like, fuck that Starbucks, man, I've decided that I like this one. Actually, I hate fucking Starbucks, but I'm in New York, so, I'm sittin' in the Starbucks, I'm reading the newest edition of US Weekly, I'm drinking my tea, I'm checking my voicemail, and I realize, oh my god, this must be the American Dream.