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My sister and i graduated from college together bu…

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My gown, a standard black polyester robe provided by the university, was draped over the back of a kitchen chair. I moved the steamer carefully over the fabric watching the wrinkles vanish. There was no stylist in my room, no catering, and no proud father checking his watch. There was just me and the monstera plant on the windowsill. I had spent four continue reading …

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