Spitball Army

I spent the first half of my life as a swimmer. It was part of my identity. My daily schedule revolved around it. Swimming provided constancy for me. It centered my being.

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I was voter number 7 in line, so I was able to cast my “gender” vote quickly. There were two ballot boxes at the school where I vote, and one of them was down (it was sitting there like an abandoned R2D2, emitting an electronic beeping sound every few seconds). If they don’t get that baby fixed, they are going to have one hellish day come lunchtime or after work.

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While most people would recoil at the thought of eating mud or clay, some medical experts say it may be beneficial, especially for pregnant women.

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