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Reflections on Florida
When I was in high school, I worried about whether or not I’d get caught cutting class, or sneaking my boyfriend into the house when my...
Valentine’s Day
As much as I hate to admit it, I am susceptible to the pressures of our culture. The internalized belief that, at thirty-four, I should...