Carey Finn

Carey Finn
This writer type is a cheapo in a class of her own. Four years of going elbow to elbow with elderly ladies over bargain boxes in Osaka is all the credibility she needs. Slightly scarred and stingier than ever, she shipped up to Tokyo in 2013, where she spent the next three years scrounging for drastically discounted stuff. In her spare time, she sips on complimentary teas and ponders important stuff like the meaning of existence and the perfect cuppa.

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