From behind the cafe counter, I was eyeing the piece of cake on the woman’s plate. She’d only taken one bite. I’d just found out how much it would cost me to continue living in New York next month, and I felt ill. I couldn’t spend money on a meal–I saw numbers everywhere. After she…

via Just like ‘Two Broke Girls,’ except we were seven Millennials living in a two bedroom apartment — Quartz

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