Five years and two-hundred-sixty-one blog posts ago, a woman declared she was 20. She spoke of magical maturity which a number now granted her: she was twenty, and thus a most credible post-teenager.
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Five years and two-hundred-sixty-one blog posts ago, a woman declared she was 20. She spoke of magical maturity which a number now granted her: she was twenty, and thus a most credible post-teenager.
Continue reading “25”