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One Day, In 1982, For 15 Minutes, My Hair Was Perfect.

The Story Of A Mother's Life: Trapped Between A Scream And A Hug.

Wake Me Up When I'm A Size 5.

I'm Married, Which Means That Instead Of Occasionally Wondering About Men From Afar, I Actually Live With One And Can Be Constantly Astounded By The Strange Male Brain.

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