Category: five things
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5 things: wrestling
as a kid, i got scolded by a teacher for making dx’s “suck it” motion on the playground. old mattresses were the perfect setting for action-packed stunts and jumps from dining chairs and practicing grapples. the differences between my siblings and i were inconsequential once monday night raw started. wcw who? stone cold was coming…
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a tale of two titties
my mom took me bra shopping after my first period. the white satin-esque training bra set atop my developing breasts like an ill fitting hat. to 11-year-old me, my chest looked fleshy, but it fell short in needing a bra for support. but an aspiration that young girl and i still share is that i…
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i don’t want a birthday cake
My birthday has always been eclipsed by an American past time: the Super Bowl. In 1993, four days before I was born, the Dallas Cowboys and the Buffalo Bills were facing off. In my mind, my dad will always be characterized by his delicious cooking, his enthusiasm for sports, and beer. My dad and I…
