For laypeople, “feminism” and “bra-burning” went hand-in-hand, which meant the idea was still too extreme for mainstream.
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As the road straightens out, my reverie realigns itself with my reality, and I remember how fish sauce is, to the olfactory habitus of American society, well, fishy, which is to say suspect and repugnant.
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The first time I ever watched Wong Kar-wai’s Happy Together was with my now ex-lover.
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The word boulversé is French for “love stricken.” As a verb, it means to shake, to strike to cause a strong emotion.
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Unlike the other guys I met on OkCupid, he called me after I let him feel me up in the abandoned Sears parking lot and asked me to dinner.
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I remember watching everyone I knew dancing and having the night of their dreams, while I sat alone at a table eating cake just to look busy.
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