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    Lynn Kim Do

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    "I try to just drink about two a day now," he said. Comforting. Founder & the mind behind Brew Watches, John Ferrer, stepped foot in Bushwick for the first time, because he MUST. And I had to be the one, needed to be the one, to show him the beginning of the abundance of coffee shoppes and fellow caffeine addicts several stops away from Williamsburg, the farthest he's been in Brooklyn prior to this. You're welcome, John! Read his experience at AP Cafe on Brew Watches' blog







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    . June 27, 2016 .

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    . June 27, 2016 .
















    "I try to just drink about two a day now," he said. Comforting. Founder & the mind behind Brew Watches, John Ferrer, stepped foot in Bushwick for the first time, because he MUST. And I had to be the one, needed to be the one, to show him the beginning of the abundance of coffee shoppes and fellow caffeine addicts several stops away from Williamsburg, the farthest he's been in Brooklyn prior to this. You're welcome, John! Read his experience at AP Cafe on Brew Watches' blog







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    . June 22, 2016 .










        



    If you are what you eat, if you are what you wear...then yeah, I'm a peach. And I'm absolutely okay with it. (And sorry, no butt cheeks for you to gawk at. Wrong blog!) 

    . June 19, 2016 .





    It gives.
    It creates.
    It inspires.
    It's human.
    It's beautiful.
    It's powerful.
    It's universal.
    It's temporary.
    It's going to be okay.

    Lonely has had a bad rep for so long, and for, arguably, good reasons. We use loneliness as an excuse for behaviors we wouldn't condone in others. And then justify it. We become mad. We become mad that we become mad.

    I've seen too many people, myself included, do something, or say something absolutely out of character because I or s/he felt alone. "You abandoned me." "You left without saying goodbye." "You outcasted me." "I don't fit in." "It's me against the world." "No one understands me." "He doesn't love me." "You know, I'm older now, and…and it’s different for me to find someone. I just don't want to die alone."

    Loneliness surrounds me. I would beat myself up for allowing myself to feel lonely, occasionally sitting on my bed late at night, thinking about the world, and how small, miniscule, irrelevant, and lonely my existence is. Get more friends, keep busy, hustle harder, hang out with people I don’t like, talk to people I don’t care about, but this is all wrong. All wrong.  I watch my friends plunge into depression. I watch them, too, be subjected to abuse because they felt like they deserved it, couldn’t deal with it, and couldn’t shake it, couldn’t win. I don’t know how many times I’ve seen my friends go to bars they hate, clubs they despise, swipe left, left, and then right, to fill the void in their heart...loneliness. My successful friend who has money, a ton of money, and yet he feels like he can trust no one. I watch murderers and victims on television, on the news place the blame on loneliness. He shot up this place because he feels alone. He’s a loner, they would say. Well, he also shot up the one group of people who felt solitary for years and still does. So is "loneliness" a valid excuse? Was he really alone? Because we all feel alone. We share loneliness with millions of others.

    Why, why does loneliness hold such a strong negative, almost twitch-inducing, emotion? Isn’t loneliness the same emotion that moved Edgar Allen Poe to write The Raven and isn't loneliness a large theme in Dave Eggers’ brilliant autobiography—A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius? I’ve met musicians who would give up a good night out with their friends to sit in the studio and create music, artists who spends days and nights until their emotions are fully-milked onto their canvas, and artists of the human condition who would rather observe people than participate.

    When are we going to learn that we can’t fix loneliness? I think I’ve found the initial solution—Accept it. It will exist. It will bring you down when you’re already face first on the concrete as your worst enemy is rubbing your head against the ground. Loneliness will be there, sitting uncomfortably in your chest, as you write the most earth-shattering poem because you never thought he could hurt you like he did. Loneliness will sneak into your window late at night, when everything seems perfect, and you don’t know why, but you look at this familiar stranger and have a nice chat with it on your bed. Accept that it will be there and you’ll find yourself using it as an ally instead of an enemy. There’s more to fight out there, loneliness shouldn’t be one of them.

    Photo by Apneet

    . June 16, 2016 .




















    From various paths in life and origins, we somehow found ourselves in some chaotic manner in Brooklyn. Generally not the first place we had in mind, but then again, we learn that we often don’t know what’s good for us until it happens. And it is damn good. Brooklyn is home. No take-backs, no ands, no buts, and no what-ifs.
    Appearances by Lauren Of The Marcy Stop, Raquel Paiva, and Apneet of Who Is Apneet
    Photos by Pedro Angel Morales 
    Written By Lynn Kim Do


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    . June 11, 2016 .










     



    I could blame all the tourists blocking up the walk way just to get that very typical photo (I am judging you), the Spanish speaking Elmo forcing me to take a photo with him (the answer is forever no!), or my absurd (or very real) paranoia that I will get pick-pocketed in my own city. Yet, somewhere deep-deep-very deep inside of me is an acute fondness for this hell hole. Ah, I know, I know. Please don't revoke my cool card. Or do, I don't really care. In a way, I guess, it's the same way I love to hate Taylor Swift. In the beginning, it seems like a good idea until it isn't.

    Sweater Romper - SheIn // Kurt Denim Jacket - Threadworkshop // Hattie Strap High Heels - Public Desire // Cube Ring, Basic Brass Ring, Hoop Ring, Spiral Cord Ring, Triad Ring  - Brass Paper Smith 
    Photos by Daniela Spector 
    Written By Lynn Kim Do





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    . June 7, 2016 .











    Yes, life is a brutal battlefield. You can't help but define your life in moments of victories and defeats. But, do me a favor—do not get lost in the fight. You don't live to fight. You fight to live. 



    . June 2, 2016 .











    I've always been addicted to freedom. I've watched myself choose freedom over many things - love, money, and ego. Clearly, I don't have a healthy relationship to it. And then I realize, I've misunderstood freedom. Freedom is the ability to choose. The ability to commit to something I, myself, have chosen to. 

    Top - Frankie // Friki Jeans - Style Mafia // Jacket - Tobi // Cord Sandals - Mango // Hat - Joie
    Photos by Mai Nguyen


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