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    <body><![CDATA[I thought this would be better than <em>Job Hopper</em> but it's agressively, beat-you-over-the-head-with-its-hipness hip. Ayun seems to be a human representation of the satirical site stuffwhitepeoplelike.com, and a lot of the ethnic references in her writing read more like, &quot;I can't be racist -- some of my best friends are black/Asian/Latino!&quot; The writing in the book is all over the place and her stream-of-consciousness is hard to follow. Also, she talks a pretty tough game about not being one of those hyper-judgmental alpha moms, being in the trenches, living in a dirty apartment, and not being able to afford a nanny. But she's still a stay-at-home mom, sending her children to private school, living in one of the most expensive cities in the world.]]></body>
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