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There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning, and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.
-Anais Nin

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  • I could never have the courage to link any of my blogs to Facebook. Hats off to you, Jenna, for being brave. Because of you, I am finally making a blog involving my name. Here’s to chutzpah!

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