HCH is one of those local legends. It's always nice to order some fries and time the closing of local bars by the 2am arrival of drunks, drag queens, and those fighting the arrival of daytime.
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Who the hell do you think you are?
- ambrown
- MY (edited) MANIFESTO: I am more than aware that starting a blog about being young and unemployed is just a starved excuse for attention and an attempt at pretending that my particular experiences HAVE NEVER BEEN EXPERIENCED BY ANYONE ELSE BEFORE EVER, but I'm hoping i find some gimmicky, interesting way to present my thoughts that you keep coming back for more. I know the internet doesn't need another skinny white guy writing about his left-leaning political ideology, his caffeinated experiences in a foreign country, or the nuances of a liberal arts education, but I won't let that stop me. I had a livejournal in high school that was clearly the shit, and just imagine what I could do to this blog with a little html, some life-changing experiences and four in the morning cartography. Consider this blog the pinnacle of "21st century, urban revivalist technologically-connected-but-emotionally-alienated existentialist crisis state of our privileged-Western World lives in which irony’s the vehicle used to convey emotions we somehow can't express otherwise" hilarity. Hi. I'm Aaron, and I'm a makeshift Minneapolitan from suburban Portland, Oregon. It's nice to meet you.
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