A METAPHOR FOR LIFE? MAYBE.

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All I wanted was a private place to change into my jersey; a bathroom, a dark corner, an empty alley. I'm not picky or overly modest. This shouldn't be so difficult. I bought this jersey from a guy on the street and was so excited to put it on and just blend in, as if it were possible for a blanch white American girl in a pony tail to blend into streets crowded with hundreds of hot, per... Read Full Entry

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