Seven pages worth of notes later, I left the class, anticipating the next one. The feeling settled deep in my heart—the path I’d chosen was right. I would major in Computer Science and minor in Psychology. Then, perhaps by combining both, I could find a balance and really launch the blog—take it further than the surrounding area. Maybe make it a virtual refuge for young girls and boys across the country.

A real place.

Not on the dark web, but in the light.

Until then, there were only three things I wanted to focus on.

School, hacking, and…

“Dean,” I said as I walked through the door to our incredibly small and overpriced apartment. “It smells amazing in here.”

“Spaghetti,” he said, stirring a pot on the stove.

“Your mom’s recipe?” I set my bags down on the chair by our front door.

“Yup.”

“Score,” I said, walking into the kitchen to wrap my arms around him from behind.

He spun to face me, his hands sliding over my hips and hefting me to his level. I wrapped my legs around him, and he kissed me so long and deep my breath caught. Pulling back, he grinned at me. “Can I ask you something?”

I wetted my lips, relishing his taste lingering on my skin.

“You can always,” I said, brushing a light kiss over his mouth. “Ask me anything.”

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WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE IN NEW YORK?

The High Line. Is that too cliché? If you go like midday on a weekday it’s not super touristy. You can get brussels sprouts and doughnuts at the market and then go up there and feel like you’re about to fall off the edge of the world. Plus if you’re there midday it means you’re not in class, and there’s nothing wrong with that.

—Maura Cho, 16, basketball player

Dumbo. The bars don’t card and I like hanging out under a bridge and feeling like a mole person.

—Luke Stellwater, 15, currently starring as Pippin in “Pippin”

My favorite place in New York isn’t there anymore. It was called Kelly’s Diner, and it was on 31st Street in Astoria. 31st and…I can’t remember. 23rd. 23rd. I used to go there every Wednesday during my residency, and I’d have a tuna melt, coleslaw, and a chocolate shake. Every Wednesday. I was there when I found out I was getting my fellowship, and I was there when I found out I was going to be a father. Now it’s a Wendy’s.

—John Garfinkel, 49, Physician in Chief at Linefield and West Memorial Hospital