The Heroine
I’m in week two of a memoir-writing workshop filled with strangers and I’ve written a piece, a true story, about a rather funny situation involving a horrible, terrible urinary tract infection, a hotel, a casual love affair, and some inscrutably labeled “massage lotion.”
My vagina figures prominently in the story. She’s the star. Not because I’m trying …
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