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One Saturday in my twenties I found myself on a team of women gathering silk scarves, synthetic hair pieces and other weird props from all over New York for a short skit we would write and perform that evening. Among my...
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There is an expression, often repeated in Twelve Step Groups, that one should never judge one’s insides by others’ outsides. I am the shittiest person in the world while my frenemy has the gorgeous, flawless skin of a twenty-four-year-old and her children...
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