Hard times in New York Town


Once upon a time, I had two baby girls and an interesting job.

Suddenly, my husband and I decided to move to the US. I couldn’t work as a lawyer any more. I was thus forced to become a housewife.

This proved captivating in terms of sociological studies.

It did come at a price – something like “give-me-another-xanax-with-my-latte-please”.

So here is my pretentious and unnecessary new-york diary.

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