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TRUE JOY, A COMPENDIUM

Who thinks of true joy as the day your parents permitted you to ride your bike to your pals house a couple of streets over? They trusted you because you demonstrated proficiency on your street. Now you were one of the big guys. When you got that first bike you wanted to ride it everywhere. […]

‘PRETTY BOY.’ WHEN IT’S NOT A COMPLIMENT

“Pretty boy” isn’t what you expected to be called? And you didn’t like it. So what do you do? Here’s what I did: