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It's Not About the Health Insurance (or even the stupid symptoms)
There's something about having health insurance in my own name that fills me with pride immeasurable. It marks adulthood and independenc...
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Months ago, a physical therapist at work and I crossed paths once (as we had many times before and many times since). I was yukking it up wi...
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"You mean you've been Lesley all day?" he asked. And I couldn't stop thinking about that. I've been in the middle late...
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I discovered my deep and enduring love of socks at a pretty early age. I don't know, they must have appealed to me as statement pieces m...
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