New Year, Same Mess. A House of Chaos.
Today, while getting my face waxed – one of those inevitable rituals of aging as a woman – I found myself in an unexpected and thought-provoking conversation about politics, immigration, and the economy. Facial hair creeping in grey is just one of those things now, so like clockwork, every two weeks for the past ten years, I’ve been at the same nail sal…
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