I Didn’t See Kim Kardashian in Miami, but I Think I Saw Her Car Get Towed

At the airport, my husband keeps forgetting we’re headed to Miami, Florida, not Miami, France. He keeps grabbing my arm and whispering, “Shit, I forgot my passport.” I unhook him and remind him we don’t need passports for Miami, Florida. “Miami, Florida?” he asks. “Are you sure? I’ve spent all of May practicing my je ne sais quoi’s.” I understand his confusion. People always mix up Miami, Florida, and Miami, Florida. They both smell like croissants, people don’t pick up their dog shit, and they’re both deeply Republican. <a href="https://medium.com/contemplate/i-didnt-see-kim-kardashian-in-miami-but-i-think-i-saw-her-car-get-towed-f0f786365989">Read More</a>