This Blows
I rode horses from the ages of six to fifteen and everyday that I’d come home from the barn I’d blow my nose and be surprised by the filthy mucus that would come out. I know this sounds disgusting but it is excusable considering I was riding a horse around a dusty arena for hours. I hate to allege that New York is as dirty as a barn but every time I blo…
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