Alex Summers

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There are a couple of old boyfriends whom I always worry about bumping into, but there’s no chance—if I ever did—that I would recognize either of them. On top of which they live in other cities. But the point is that I still think about them every time I’m tempted to leave the house without eyeliner.
I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman
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