Tiny Love Stories: ‘The Deceptively Sunny Day’
Opposites and All That My best friend Maya is messy and stomps around our off-campus house. I’m neurotically clean and light on my feet. She works in private equity, investing in something called “digital infrastructure.” I’m getting a master’s degree in something called “social anthropology.” She’s a Manhattanite — “fifth generation,” she brags as we…