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A Proper Bastard
It was sixteen degrees colder than average in New York City the day I was born. After a long and troubling pregnancy, and a delivery that was no different, Frances had a baby boy on March 18, 1981. Complicated would become a recurring theme. Frances moved back home to Whitestone so her parents and three…
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This is the moment where if we were in a classroom it would be my turn to speak up and introduce myself. The anxiety leading up to my turn, as everyone else offered up a little about themselves, would be sickening. The dread would only intensify as I open my mouth and immediately forget all…
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