I can't tell if we are gonna be friends
On always feeling like the new kid
Just over a month before we moved to Nova Scotia, Haritha and I rented out an old church that had been converted into an AirBnb, and invited about a dozen of our friends to come eat food and stay for the night, and then watch us get married the next afternoon.
This is the invitation we circulated:
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