When I was younger, it was pretty common to make fun of all the midwesterners who would move to New York City. The running joke was that every “transplant” was from Ohio and that they were, well, lame as hell. As I became a mature adult, I realized that there's nothing wrong with chasing one's dreams, even if they are cliche. And as I befriended more people who were new to the city, it became clear: a lot of people from the Midwest rule. And a lot of them moved here because they were too cool f…

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Insane lightning, earth rattling thunder, hail the size of golf balls—it's all so terrifying, yet also somehow breathtaking.

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