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Let's bring our voices together, New York And let's be heard

Until then, keep your ears to the ground, New York I'll be listening!

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Penny

MondayMost people hate it, but not me

I think there’s so about the start of a neeek New challenges, new opportunities … you’re probably rolling your eyes at ht now I know, I know—I’h to have a job that they love What can I say? I fell in love ords when I was young, and that love kept on growing and growing until I became a reporter

Ever heard of Gossip Central? Of course you have; I bet you don’t al (or, well, one of the gals) behind the keyboard I know the byline under each column says a certain Vicky Durner wrote the piece, but that’s just part of the show It’s a pen name, you see? A nom-de-plum if you w

ant to be fancy about it Because I, Penny Wright, a out these colu under the name Vicky Durner, but I sure as hell am the most prolific

I’m only twenty-one and, now fresh out of Yale, I want to prove to the world how good I really am That’s why I work so hard, and that’s why I’

I know the naain, but don’t get too hung up on the name: there’s serious journalisood afternoon of it), but I also care about this city where I grew up, and I hope that shows in what I write

“You’re early,” one of the new interns yawns, stretching out his arms as I walk inside the main floor of the New York Daily Journal office “I’ve heard the boss wants to see you,” he adds, attacking the cup of coffee in front of hiing by the way he’s slu he was on call the whole night, doing edits and re-edits on articles that are supposed to be buried deep in the newspaper I re the summers, and I can sum them up with tords only: not fun

“Thank you, Hank,” I reply with a s from his breast pocket He throws me a half-asleep sers lazily banging at the keyboard

I stroll toward the Editor-in-Chief’s office, the one at the end of the h the dozens of still-eainst the door, and a heartbeat after that I hear a fa

“Come in!” I hear my mother say, and I push the door open and step inside Yep, you’ve heard it right; ht, is the ‘boss’ around here But don’t think I’ here just because she’s my mother In fact, that’s one of the reasons behind the fact that I work so hard: I don’t want to live under her shadow

She’s sitting behind her massive desk now, a monstrosity oes up to her feet the et in