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Postcard 8
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I’m not having sex again until I lose twenty pounds or have the body of Emily Ratajkowski. (The former is doable; the latter, impossib...
Postcard 7
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It is exceptionally difficult to be a Daughter. No matter their age, nationality, complexion or socioeconomic standing, all Daughte...
Postcard 6
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Dear B, You've used two words in the last two postcards that have reverberated in between my ears: "oppressive" and ...
Postcard 5
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I met a boy on a plane. “Cincinnati your final destination?” “No. New York. I was just in Milwaukee for a wedding.” He had the ...
Postcard 4
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Ms. R! Teacher, extraordinaire! I'm so proud of you. It must be so strange being on the other side now, after our years of obsessin...
Postcard 3
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Dear B, I took this on a school bus. Remember those? Yeah, turns out I'm going to be responsible for 170 developing minds in 6 days...
Postcard 2
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Hey Homie- This is not a picture from NYC but rather our beloved home state of Wisconsin. I was there this past weekend attending a wedd...
Postcard 1
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Dear B, Vacation blows. Am I allowed to say that? It seems all of the things that make life meaningful happen with the winds of out...
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