Surviving the Concrete Jungle

Surviving the Concrete Jungle

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In the Concrete Jungle, there is never a dull moment - especially when your trust fund account is wealthier than most average, middle aged Americans' bank accounts. Marlie Morgan is a well-off, young adult fresh out of Columbia Universtiy who landed a job at one of the most popular glamour magazines in the city, Exclusive Magazine, as a columnist. She's everything you wish you were - beautiful, smart, rich, and humble. Can she juggle a brandnew beau, her own penthouse, her first job and the expectations of the Concrete Jungle all on her own? Or will she crack under the pressure?
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