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Some friends give advice like it’s gospel. Others just pour the wine and let you spiral.

This week, we’re talking about that voice — the bestie who’s always sure she knows what’s best for you, the group chat that turns into a courtroom, the quiet friend who just says one sentence that changes everything.

From tequila-fueled bad ideas that somehow worked to the kind of hard truths that broke friendships and built new ones, these stories remind us that the loudest voice in the room isn’t always the right one — and that sometimes, the only advice worth taking is the one your own body whispers back.

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This week, we’re talking about hauntings of the heart — the people who disappeared mid-text, mid-date, mid-sentence — and left you wondering if you hallucinated the whole thing.

From the one who vanished after introducing you to their mom, to the ex who reappeared like a cursed Instagram ad, we’re diving into the ghosting stories that still linger.

Also: I spiral about Secret Keepers Club, bowling bets, and why posting a Notes-app apology about lice might be the most honest act of our time.

Grab your sage, text your therapist, and let’s summon some ghosts.
Boo, babe. 👻

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New York (and every busy city) runs on tiny rules we never wrote down. Today we read your funniest, most unhinged, and surprisingly tender stories about the small crimes of city life: people who plant themselves in subway doorways, stop at the top of the stairs like it’s a TED Talk, and groups who walk ten-across so no one can pass. Plus: coffee-line philosophers, airport line cutters, Bluetooth oversharers, gym speaker guys, and the little kindness that nearly made a listener cry. It’s chaotic, human, and very I Hear You, Babe.

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