On growing up and fading dreams - by Lila Shroff

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It’s a cool night, after a hot humid New York summer day, and we’re all in the living room. By all, I mean myself, my best friend from high school, and another friend I’ve known my whole life. We all grew up together but the other two were never close, so it’s funny to hear them exchange intimate details of their lives as old friends would. It’s the kind of conversation that can only be made possible by the context of shared childhoods—a conversation now impossible among our new college friends. My best friend lives in this beautiful uptown apartment where the ceilings are high, the…

On growing up and fading dreams - by Lila Shroff

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