When I was little had a very specific idea of what I was going to be like when I turned 18. I was going to be tall, with long, flowing, wavy hair. I would have big boobs, so I wouldn't have to stuff my bra. I would drive a red convertible, and I would call people on my car phone (I hated the big, bulky cell phones they had, back then). I would
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