Friday, May 21, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
FISH OUT OF WATER
Recently, it was the unfortunate event that my very best friend's grandmother passed away. She was 82 years, born in 1927, and an exceptionally strong-willed woman. Revered by her friends and family in the utmost of respects, her funeral came to be the subject of my "Fish out of Water" blog.
Now I have been to a funeral once before, but at the time I was very young and not especially tuned into what was actually happening. Keisha's lola's funeral is the first Filipino funeral I have ever attended. What was so interesting about it was the sharp contrast to what I have interpreted, through movies and television, as the standard funeral tone and proceedings. Full of laughter and smiling, the funeral was more of a celebration of her life than anything else.
Now for anyone who has grown up around Filipino communities or had a close Filipino friend, they would know that they LOVE to eat! No matter the occasion, whether it's a birthday, graduation, or other kind of celebration, there is always an enormous amount of food! All kinds of food are present, and they always want you to eat eat eat! This apparently also goes for funerals.
The minute I walked into the church, I was greeted by a handful of doting aunties welcoming and urging me towards the banquet in the other room. Smiling, I thanked them appreciatively and found my way to Keisha. Now the moment I saw her, I got tears in my eyes. Keisha is my closest and dearest friend, and therefore her pain is mine as well. Sharing the load in her grief and wanting to emotionally be there for her, I couldn't help my initial response of tears. Keisha however was in anything but tears. She was smiling and laughing and exclaiming in excitement at me finally arriving. Her general demeanor at the funeral was a feeling shared by everyone in attendance.
While waiting for the priest to arrive, I sat around with family members who were sharing stories and fondest memories about their lola. It was a real bonafide family affair. I was pleasantly surprised by the feel of that afternoon. In sharp contrast to a gloomy, mournful occasion, the proceedings were actually a time of joy and praise.
When the proper Catholic services began, the prayers and chants were those to be expected. Everyone sat in the pews and sang along with the prayers and hymns led by the father. After that was done, a few of the cousins went up and shared heartfelt speeches that they had prepared for the services. There were some tears, but not ones of sorrow. The underlying feeling of the entire duration of the funeral was that of joy and pride. Everyone there seemed to be very spiritual and very full of faith. Growing up in a household where my mother is Catholic and my father is Muslim, we were never forced to go to church. It was very eye opening and intriguing to be in a situation with people that were just bursting with faith and religion.
Now I have been to a funeral once before, but at the time I was very young and not especially tuned into what was actually happening. Keisha's lola's funeral is the first Filipino funeral I have ever attended. What was so interesting about it was the sharp contrast to what I have interpreted, through movies and television, as the standard funeral tone and proceedings. Full of laughter and smiling, the funeral was more of a celebration of her life than anything else.
Now for anyone who has grown up around Filipino communities or had a close Filipino friend, they would know that they LOVE to eat! No matter the occasion, whether it's a birthday, graduation, or other kind of celebration, there is always an enormous amount of food! All kinds of food are present, and they always want you to eat eat eat! This apparently also goes for funerals.
The minute I walked into the church, I was greeted by a handful of doting aunties welcoming and urging me towards the banquet in the other room. Smiling, I thanked them appreciatively and found my way to Keisha. Now the moment I saw her, I got tears in my eyes. Keisha is my closest and dearest friend, and therefore her pain is mine as well. Sharing the load in her grief and wanting to emotionally be there for her, I couldn't help my initial response of tears. Keisha however was in anything but tears. She was smiling and laughing and exclaiming in excitement at me finally arriving. Her general demeanor at the funeral was a feeling shared by everyone in attendance.
While waiting for the priest to arrive, I sat around with family members who were sharing stories and fondest memories about their lola. It was a real bonafide family affair. I was pleasantly surprised by the feel of that afternoon. In sharp contrast to a gloomy, mournful occasion, the proceedings were actually a time of joy and praise.
When the proper Catholic services began, the prayers and chants were those to be expected. Everyone sat in the pews and sang along with the prayers and hymns led by the father. After that was done, a few of the cousins went up and shared heartfelt speeches that they had prepared for the services. There were some tears, but not ones of sorrow. The underlying feeling of the entire duration of the funeral was that of joy and pride. Everyone there seemed to be very spiritual and very full of faith. Growing up in a household where my mother is Catholic and my father is Muslim, we were never forced to go to church. It was very eye opening and intriguing to be in a situation with people that were just bursting with faith and religion.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
In my humble Opinion #2
The magic pill that some say jump started the sexual revolution celebrates its 5oth birthday tomorrow. Yes that's right, tomorrow marks the 50 year birthday of "The Pill." And the kicker? It's Mother's Day. How ironic is that?
In a world where pregnancy prevention was left to condoms, the rhythm method, vinegar sponges and in some extreme cases sterilization, U.S. officials' decision to approve the world's first oral contraceptive came as a real God send for some. May 9th, 1960 was when the oral contraceptive was first approved. Elissa Stein,co-author of “Flow: The Cultural Story of Menstruation,” told FoxNews.com that “Birth control pills gave women control over their bodies in a way that was unimaginable before. Sexual freedom exploded as the fear of pregnancy was wiped away." This being said, many of the life threatening side effects that still pose a threat to women today were present at this time. These effects included blood clots and heart attacks and at the pill's inception 11 women died as well as over a hundred suffering from blood clots due to the extremely high dosage present in the pill at that time. Through trial and tribulation, the Pill and other pregnancy contraception's have come a long way from their humble beginnings, boasting over 40 different brands for pregnancy prevention.
This is a prescription pill that is and has been available to women for years now. Consenting, sexually active women can engage in sexual activity without the fear or pregnancy as a result. Basically, she is in control of her own reproductive destiny if she wants it, because it is her choice. This is where it gets a little sticky. It was brought to my attention a couple years back through news articles and word of mouth that some pharmacists across the country are refusing to fill prescriptions for birth control and morning-after pills, saying that dispensing the medications violates their personal moral or religious beliefs. The trend is a growing one that has ignited many debates over where the authority should lie. Should it lie with the pharmacist, who refuses to be a catalyst to something he or she believes to be immoral and wrong, or to the woman who has the right to fill the prescription her doctor has prescribed her.
I am completely flabbergasted as to what makes these pharmacists believe that this decision is in any way THEIR choice. I am not and never will be someone who fully promotes and supports reckless promiscuity amongst women. This being said, one thing i will always support is a woman's right to make decisions about her OWN BODY. I am a pro choice advocate in this matter as well as in regards to abortion.
I can only imagine that at least some of these pharmacists are making the mistake of confusing contraception as abortion. Engaging in sexual activity and taking contraception regularly as a means of pregnancy PREVENTION is not terminating a life.
According to an article by Rob Stein in the Washington Post, "There are pharmacists who will only give birth control pills to a woman if she's married." What the hell is this? Who gave that person the right to pick and chose who can safely participate in private affairs with her loved one..or in some cases loved ones. Sometimes, love has absolutely nothing to do with it. This does not change the fact that it is her body and her choice!! Of course, we should be teaching the young women of our generation to love and RESPECT their bodies and only engage in such sexual activity when they are mentally ready to make such an important decision. If a woman has decided to make that important choice in her life, 'preaching' the practice of safe sex with condoms and contraception to protect herself from STD's and unwanted pregnancy should be employed.
Pharmacists who are taking these ethical issues into their own hands are completely in the wrong. If i walk into a pharmacy with a prescription from my doctor for continued use of birth control, then you better damn well give it to me. If I walk in the morning after a condom broke with my partner and I need a Plan B emergency contraception, then i should be leaving with one shortly after. God forbid, if I am raped and lying in a hospital, it is the duty of the doctor taking care of me to help me make sure there will be no pregnancy as a result if i wish so. It’s not the business of doctors, nurses, or pharmacists to impose a sense of morality on the world. Some people have made the argument that if a pharmacist morally feels as if he or she cannot dispense said medications to a woman, then they should transfer them to another pharmacy. No. If you don’t want to dispense contraception, emergency contraception, or otherwise, then go into some other line of work.
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,592423,00.html
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A5490-2005Mar27.html
In a world where pregnancy prevention was left to condoms, the rhythm method, vinegar sponges and in some extreme cases sterilization, U.S. officials' decision to approve the world's first oral contraceptive came as a real God send for some. May 9th, 1960 was when the oral contraceptive was first approved. Elissa Stein,co-author of “Flow: The Cultural Story of Menstruation,” told FoxNews.com that “Birth control pills gave women control over their bodies in a way that was unimaginable before. Sexual freedom exploded as the fear of pregnancy was wiped away." This being said, many of the life threatening side effects that still pose a threat to women today were present at this time. These effects included blood clots and heart attacks and at the pill's inception 11 women died as well as over a hundred suffering from blood clots due to the extremely high dosage present in the pill at that time. Through trial and tribulation, the Pill and other pregnancy contraception's have come a long way from their humble beginnings, boasting over 40 different brands for pregnancy prevention.
This is a prescription pill that is and has been available to women for years now. Consenting, sexually active women can engage in sexual activity without the fear or pregnancy as a result. Basically, she is in control of her own reproductive destiny if she wants it, because it is her choice. This is where it gets a little sticky. It was brought to my attention a couple years back through news articles and word of mouth that some pharmacists across the country are refusing to fill prescriptions for birth control and morning-after pills, saying that dispensing the medications violates their personal moral or religious beliefs. The trend is a growing one that has ignited many debates over where the authority should lie. Should it lie with the pharmacist, who refuses to be a catalyst to something he or she believes to be immoral and wrong, or to the woman who has the right to fill the prescription her doctor has prescribed her.
I am completely flabbergasted as to what makes these pharmacists believe that this decision is in any way THEIR choice. I am not and never will be someone who fully promotes and supports reckless promiscuity amongst women. This being said, one thing i will always support is a woman's right to make decisions about her OWN BODY. I am a pro choice advocate in this matter as well as in regards to abortion.
I can only imagine that at least some of these pharmacists are making the mistake of confusing contraception as abortion. Engaging in sexual activity and taking contraception regularly as a means of pregnancy PREVENTION is not terminating a life.
According to an article by Rob Stein in the Washington Post, "There are pharmacists who will only give birth control pills to a woman if she's married." What the hell is this? Who gave that person the right to pick and chose who can safely participate in private affairs with her loved one..or in some cases loved ones. Sometimes, love has absolutely nothing to do with it. This does not change the fact that it is her body and her choice!! Of course, we should be teaching the young women of our generation to love and RESPECT their bodies and only engage in such sexual activity when they are mentally ready to make such an important decision. If a woman has decided to make that important choice in her life, 'preaching' the practice of safe sex with condoms and contraception to protect herself from STD's and unwanted pregnancy should be employed.
Pharmacists who are taking these ethical issues into their own hands are completely in the wrong. If i walk into a pharmacy with a prescription from my doctor for continued use of birth control, then you better damn well give it to me. If I walk in the morning after a condom broke with my partner and I need a Plan B emergency contraception, then i should be leaving with one shortly after. God forbid, if I am raped and lying in a hospital, it is the duty of the doctor taking care of me to help me make sure there will be no pregnancy as a result if i wish so. It’s not the business of doctors, nurses, or pharmacists to impose a sense of morality on the world. Some people have made the argument that if a pharmacist morally feels as if he or she cannot dispense said medications to a woman, then they should transfer them to another pharmacy. No. If you don’t want to dispense contraception, emergency contraception, or otherwise, then go into some other line of work.
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,592423,00.html
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A5490-2005Mar27.html
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Japanese Internment Monument field trip
Our field trip to the Japanese Internment Memorial in downtown San Jose was a pretty eye opening experiencing. It is an amazing piece of art dedicated to a period of time in America, and specifically on the west coast, that speaks volumes and is put together beautifully. All things considered, this monument is often times passed when walking down the street without a second look. While on our mini trip we learned a lot about the situation with Japanese immigration into the United States and the situation in America post Pearl Harbor travesty.
It was in the 1880's that the first generation wave of Japanese immigrants, the Issei, started arriving on America's west coast. Most who arrived were middle aged males who worked as agricultural laborers, hoping to one day have land of their own. As the Japanese started to have more and more success in society with their own land and businesses, sentiment toward the Japanese as a people grew. Eventually the first real organized racist league against the Japanese started, the Oriental Exclusion League, and it boasted around 78,000 members. They were set to do one thing, hault Japanese Immigration, and in 1908 they succeeded. This was only the beginning of the prejudice and intolerance of the Japanese people in the states.
The severe restriction of Japanese immigration, called The Gentleman's Agreement, made it so that only the Issei already living here could stay and only their immediate family members could enter. This prompted the popularity of picture brides for Japanese men living in the states. They were arranged marriages with women in japan and they would communicate though letters and photos. They were technically married in Japan, and so finally between 1910 and 1913 more than 20,000 picture brides left Japan and made their journey across the sea to join their husbands in the US. This huge influx of Japanese woman gave rise to more Happa (Japanese-American) families in the US and 2nd Japanese generation, the Nissei, were born.
There was much discrimination and prejudice on the families. The second generations parents couldn't legally own land (Alien Land Act) and to add to that, they couldn't become citizens. Shortly after this unequal treatment, in 1924 the Asian Exclusion Act was passed which barred any further immigration. This is where the monument comes into play. Despite all this widespread discrimination toward their race, the Japanese showed little hostility toward the larger community. After the attack on Pearl Harbor in 1942, President Roosevelt authorized the internment and relocation of approximately 110,000 Japanese Americans along the Pacific Coast. The order was called Order 9066 and it allowed the military to evacuate Japanese Americans from their homes and towns, including San Jose, and resettle them into designated "exclusion zones."
One of the vignettes on the moral was of some of the Japanese American soldiers getting ready to go to war against Japan. This part of the monument blew my mind because of the circumstances in which they were participating. The circumstances were, that if you were Japanese male and living in America, you were either fighting in the war against Japan, or you were being held basically prisoner in an internment camp with the rest of your family, away from your home. This specific area of the moral paints a picture of Japanese American men fighting the good fight alongside other American men against their own homeland. Despite all the prejudice and mistreatment their race had endured over years and years in America they still fought. As explained by professor McCune, there were many Japanese men who participated because they wanted to show their immense and swelling pride in being Americans. The fact that these young men, who were 2nd generation Japanese immigrants, could feel so much for a country that had treated them so unfairly amazes me.
The amount of injustice to have been endured by one people, and still there was an overwhelming feeling of Americana pride really just blows my mind.
It was in the 1880's that the first generation wave of Japanese immigrants, the Issei, started arriving on America's west coast. Most who arrived were middle aged males who worked as agricultural laborers, hoping to one day have land of their own. As the Japanese started to have more and more success in society with their own land and businesses, sentiment toward the Japanese as a people grew. Eventually the first real organized racist league against the Japanese started, the Oriental Exclusion League, and it boasted around 78,000 members. They were set to do one thing, hault Japanese Immigration, and in 1908 they succeeded. This was only the beginning of the prejudice and intolerance of the Japanese people in the states.
The severe restriction of Japanese immigration, called The Gentleman's Agreement, made it so that only the Issei already living here could stay and only their immediate family members could enter. This prompted the popularity of picture brides for Japanese men living in the states. They were arranged marriages with women in japan and they would communicate though letters and photos. They were technically married in Japan, and so finally between 1910 and 1913 more than 20,000 picture brides left Japan and made their journey across the sea to join their husbands in the US. This huge influx of Japanese woman gave rise to more Happa (Japanese-American) families in the US and 2nd Japanese generation, the Nissei, were born.
There was much discrimination and prejudice on the families. The second generations parents couldn't legally own land (Alien Land Act) and to add to that, they couldn't become citizens. Shortly after this unequal treatment, in 1924 the Asian Exclusion Act was passed which barred any further immigration. This is where the monument comes into play. Despite all this widespread discrimination toward their race, the Japanese showed little hostility toward the larger community. After the attack on Pearl Harbor in 1942, President Roosevelt authorized the internment and relocation of approximately 110,000 Japanese Americans along the Pacific Coast. The order was called Order 9066 and it allowed the military to evacuate Japanese Americans from their homes and towns, including San Jose, and resettle them into designated "exclusion zones."
One of the vignettes on the moral was of some of the Japanese American soldiers getting ready to go to war against Japan. This part of the monument blew my mind because of the circumstances in which they were participating. The circumstances were, that if you were Japanese male and living in America, you were either fighting in the war against Japan, or you were being held basically prisoner in an internment camp with the rest of your family, away from your home. This specific area of the moral paints a picture of Japanese American men fighting the good fight alongside other American men against their own homeland. Despite all the prejudice and mistreatment their race had endured over years and years in America they still fought. As explained by professor McCune, there were many Japanese men who participated because they wanted to show their immense and swelling pride in being Americans. The fact that these young men, who were 2nd generation Japanese immigrants, could feel so much for a country that had treated them so unfairly amazes me.
The amount of injustice to have been endured by one people, and still there was an overwhelming feeling of Americana pride really just blows my mind.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
1.maledicent
2. I was skimming through a scholarly journal about our generations tendency to use inappropriate language non-nonchalantly and in everyday situations.
3.maledicent (mayl-di-sent)
a.Speaking reproachfully; slanderous.
b.One who is addicted to abusive speech
4. Howard Stern is an infamously known shock dj who uses maledicent vocabulary in his everyday verbage.
2. I was skimming through a scholarly journal about our generations tendency to use inappropriate language non-nonchalantly and in everyday situations.
3.maledicent (mayl-di-sent)
a.Speaking reproachfully; slanderous.
b.One who is addicted to abusive speech
4. Howard Stern is an infamously known shock dj who uses maledicent vocabulary in his everyday verbage.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
1.Accubation
2.My friend Shawn was talking about his life as a young bachelor. When asked what kind of leisurely activities he likes to partake in he simply replied, "Sex. Drugs. And accubation." I had to look it up....
3.Accubation (ak-ku-bay-shun)(n.)
a.The act or posture of reclining on a couch, as practiced by the ancients at meals.
b.the act or habit of reclining at meals.
c.the practice of eating or drinking while lying down.
4. Since Shawn is usually too lazy (or hung over) to get out of bed in the morning, he has perfected the art of accubation.
2.My friend Shawn was talking about his life as a young bachelor. When asked what kind of leisurely activities he likes to partake in he simply replied, "Sex. Drugs. And accubation." I had to look it up....
3.Accubation (ak-ku-bay-shun)(n.)
a.The act or posture of reclining on a couch, as practiced by the ancients at meals.
b.the act or habit of reclining at meals.
c.the practice of eating or drinking while lying down.
4. Since Shawn is usually too lazy (or hung over) to get out of bed in the morning, he has perfected the art of accubation.
In my Humble Opinion
Oscar Wilde once said that, "Experience is one thing you can't get for nothing." And you know what? He was right. The whole point of an experience is to take something away from it and be all the wiser. In my humble opinion, we need to stop teaching woman to be weak females.
I couldn't tell you the countless times that I have listened to girl friends of mine cry and complain about their guy situations. It always starts out with some guy that is treating them badly in some way. He doesn't call. He's unavailable. He's playing games (this one's my personal fave). Enough already! We need to be counting our blessings, looking at the BIG picture and moving on. Being aware of these red flag kind of "men" is key! There is no use in burying your head in the sand and pretending that the treatment is "good enough" and "only gets to us sometimes".
Over the period of our lives, girls are constantly exposed to countless portrayals of weak females. Woman in our television shows, in our movies, sometimes even in our own lives who rely on these time-warn, antiquated roles that women are supposed to play. Always roles that involve females as swooning, damsels in distress who couldn't see their way out of a paper bag, much less understand why the men in her life treat her poorly or lets face it, like she's not worth it.
It comes down to self respect. And squarely from self respect comes self esteem. Enough self esteem say to drop a dead beat boyfriend? Or shoo away any wishy-washy suitors only interested in mind games, sex, or both? I'd like to think so. In the famous words of notorious play boy Tucker Max, guys will treat you the in exactly the manner you allow them too.
Tucker states it ever so plainly. "Ladies, let me give you some advice. You can throw all your stupid fucking chick-lit, self-help, why-doesn't-he-love-me books out, because this is all you need to know: Men will treat you the way you let them. There is no such thing as "deserving" respect; you get what you demand from people.. if you demand respect, he will either respect you or he won't associate with you. It really is that simple."
Girls these days have really go to know that knowing their worth is one of the most valuable pieces of knowledge one can possess. To be able to be confident enough to say through your words and actions that, "This is what I want. If you think you can manage to respect that, then I think we can have a good time."
I've grown weary of hearing from friend after friend ( and sometimes random, hurting girls in public restrooms!) that, "Oh their this way because this guy.." and "Oh, well this guy made me like this and that's why.." The point of that experience at its end is for you to have learned a lesson, for better or for worse. It was not for you to be a jaded, bitter, guarded female who either wallows in self-pity or seeks comfort in promiscuous fits of behavior that have become more and more socially acceptable. As much as it won't seem like it in the heat of the situation, you've been given a gift. A life experience that you can now say, "I've grown from that experience in ways I never realized" or "WOW. NEVER AGAIN." Now you know what you like, what you don't like, what you won't allow, and what you want next time around. All the things that don't work out in life, whatever they may be, are only stepping stones to the ones that will!
A great woman named once said, "The trouble with some women is that they get all excited about nothing --- and then marry him.” That woman's name was Cher, and Cher was right. Work on self love, and then find someone who can love you that much. The rest? You shouldn't give two shits to Shynola whether or not they decide to grow up. Whatever it was, it didn't work out. Save your tears and move forward. You've got to have enough chutzpah to let that which does not matter, truly slide.
Ultimately, any self-respecting woman wouldn't want to end up with/waste time with someone who couldn't take the time to get their clever dick out of their own mouth and decide whether or not they like a woman enough or not. So ladies, please, value yourselves as priceless commodities..not just anyone can have you.
I couldn't tell you the countless times that I have listened to girl friends of mine cry and complain about their guy situations. It always starts out with some guy that is treating them badly in some way. He doesn't call. He's unavailable. He's playing games (this one's my personal fave). Enough already! We need to be counting our blessings, looking at the BIG picture and moving on. Being aware of these red flag kind of "men" is key! There is no use in burying your head in the sand and pretending that the treatment is "good enough" and "only gets to us sometimes".
Over the period of our lives, girls are constantly exposed to countless portrayals of weak females. Woman in our television shows, in our movies, sometimes even in our own lives who rely on these time-warn, antiquated roles that women are supposed to play. Always roles that involve females as swooning, damsels in distress who couldn't see their way out of a paper bag, much less understand why the men in her life treat her poorly or lets face it, like she's not worth it.
It comes down to self respect. And squarely from self respect comes self esteem. Enough self esteem say to drop a dead beat boyfriend? Or shoo away any wishy-washy suitors only interested in mind games, sex, or both? I'd like to think so. In the famous words of notorious play boy Tucker Max, guys will treat you the in exactly the manner you allow them too.
Tucker states it ever so plainly. "Ladies, let me give you some advice. You can throw all your stupid fucking chick-lit, self-help, why-doesn't-he-love-me books out, because this is all you need to know: Men will treat you the way you let them. There is no such thing as "deserving" respect; you get what you demand from people.. if you demand respect, he will either respect you or he won't associate with you. It really is that simple."
Girls these days have really go to know that knowing their worth is one of the most valuable pieces of knowledge one can possess. To be able to be confident enough to say through your words and actions that, "This is what I want. If you think you can manage to respect that, then I think we can have a good time."
I've grown weary of hearing from friend after friend ( and sometimes random, hurting girls in public restrooms!) that, "Oh their this way because this guy.." and "Oh, well this guy made me like this and that's why.." The point of that experience at its end is for you to have learned a lesson, for better or for worse. It was not for you to be a jaded, bitter, guarded female who either wallows in self-pity or seeks comfort in promiscuous fits of behavior that have become more and more socially acceptable. As much as it won't seem like it in the heat of the situation, you've been given a gift. A life experience that you can now say, "I've grown from that experience in ways I never realized" or "WOW. NEVER AGAIN." Now you know what you like, what you don't like, what you won't allow, and what you want next time around. All the things that don't work out in life, whatever they may be, are only stepping stones to the ones that will!
A great woman named once said, "The trouble with some women is that they get all excited about nothing --- and then marry him.” That woman's name was Cher, and Cher was right. Work on self love, and then find someone who can love you that much. The rest? You shouldn't give two shits to Shynola whether or not they decide to grow up. Whatever it was, it didn't work out. Save your tears and move forward. You've got to have enough chutzpah to let that which does not matter, truly slide.
Ultimately, any self-respecting woman wouldn't want to end up with/waste time with someone who couldn't take the time to get their clever dick out of their own mouth and decide whether or not they like a woman enough or not. So ladies, please, value yourselves as priceless commodities..not just anyone can have you.
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