We
love Jami
Attenberg. She knows that inside every sexy story, there are the deeply melancholy
and wildly amusing moments, hiding like tiny monsters in a child’s closet. What
the hell does that sentence mean? It means (a) I need my morning coffee, and
(b) Jami’s tale of going out on a
date with a homeless man manages to be self-deprecating, beautiful, sad,
and sexy all at the same time. Check it out:
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