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TEEN WEEK - OUR WEEKEND IN NYC

We had no idea that letting a couple of

17-year-olds talk about things that make them happy

would get the sloppy pig/wannabe hack community flopping around in their cages. We thought it was cute that our temporary interns are just opening their baby kitten eyes to the world, marveling at "gonzo" journalism and beer-bellied bikers and such antiquated technology as a camera with film. Anyone who doesn't even feel a new armpit hair's worth of nostalgia is clearly a bitter fucking troll who's tired of life, or a huge poser who was never one of us anyway. For the rest of you who aren't broken, here's more from the teens… We went to the park together. I know it's kind of corny, but we're visiting from LA, so we kind of had to do it.

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Found some kids skating. Decided to try their boards out. It was fun. Wanted to play them skate-for-money, but they bitched out. They just wanted to do tricks in front of the camera. Wack.

Chandler convinced us we had to go to Magnolia Bakery. It sucked. Even she agrees. There was a lot of hype for a fucking cupcake and it was not that good. Frankly, I was really disappointed. Then, we went to Sugar Sweet Sunshine cupcakes, and those were OK, but still not as incredible as everyone says they should be. It's only a cupcake…

We also went to the Natural History Museum. I actually like that place. There's tigers, whales, indians, and other cool shit. I was completely entertained. The only thing is, it seems like nothing has been changed or altered in the past 20 years. Kind of surreal.

We met this kid Taylor from Miami. He's rad. Like, he's kind of cheesy with his whole Miami kind of vibe, but we think he's still cool. He wears like some button down shirt with the top two buttons undone, baggy jeans, and beat up Slayer slip on vans. He's insanely ripped. I guess he plays football or something like that. He took us to this house party, which was kind of different from LA. It was OK.

On the subway we ran into this humungous family. We weren't really thinking and decided to try to snap a low-key picture. Turns out their youngest son saw us and started making these weird gestures at us. I think he was trying to tell us that we were going to die or something. Really weird. That freaked us out, but then our train came just in time.

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The next night we went to Saturday Night Live. They wouldn't let us take any fucking pictures, but it was fun.

The rest of the time we just lounged around where we were staying, and had a pretty mellow weekend.

CHANDLER KENNEDY AND ELIEL FORD