growing up
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When Did We All Become Café Girls?
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Somewhere between four nights a week in smoky bars, Kamikazes and pretending aching feet were a small price to pay for being seen, the party girl quietly discovered cold brew and Birkenstocks.
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The Strange Joy Of Becoming Friends With Your Mother
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As children, we think our mothers have all the answers. Mine certainly did, although I’m still waiting to find out why red is called red and not blue. Somewhere between childhood and adulthood, our conversations changed, and so did our relationship.