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Sometimes I wish I was big and muscular and male so I could play football and wrestle and it wouldn't be silly and flirting. And while I still couldn't just haul off and hit things, my inexplicable aggression would be acceptable. And I would probably be less inexplicably aggressive. FIN. 10:38 p.m., Wednesday, Sept. 14, 2005 |
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