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I know how having a this feels but without the nice person.... my little sis has autism so this story makes me so happy
Faith In Humanity Restored – unfortunately the homeless that used it weren't quite so nice or grateful if they used them then threw them on the ground...my faith would have been restored if THEY had folded them and stacked them up, instead they made their slave, the city worker do it.
"I’ve got two daughters who will have to make their way in this skinny-obsessed world, and it worries me, because I don’t want them to be empty-headed, self-obsessed, emaciated clones; I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny - a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, r...