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You’re twenty-one years old. You’ve got three thousand dollars, an Ivy League education, and an enormous pair of bazooms.
I mean, you have life by the balls right there!
An accent is a form of public nudity.
I love the way she puts this. It's true. The moment you open your mouth, everyone can tell where you are from. No hiding.
To me, any group of people who shared a household, DNA, or both was by definition a hotbed of misery and conflict.
An interesting definition of family. Not totally incorrect not totally correct either.
Only privileged Westerners consider it a badge of honor to forsake modern amenities for a two-dollar-a-night roach-infested guesthouse.
Yes! Like, we could stay somewhere so much better and safer but we have the choice so let's slum it. Is it always necessary to do as the Romans do?
