burying his fingers in the flesh of your breast. to learn that there are a million girls who are beautiful and each day that more leave behind the awkward teen-age stage, as you once did, and embark on the adventure of being loved and petted. to be aware that you must compete somehow, and yet that wealth and beauty are not in your realm. to learn that a boy will make a careless remark about “your side of town” as he drives you to a road house in his father’s latest chromium-plated convertible. to learn that you might-have-been more of an “artist” than you are if you had been born into a family
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