I was pumping gas today, huddled in a big ol' green coat and wearing what I call my "first grade teacher" dress outfit, that no-ironing-requiring, get-ready-in-5-minutes-for-work miracle orange turtleneck 'n jumper. I set the stage only to illustrate that I was NOT, I repeat NOT, dressed like an old lady. I'm at least a few decades from the days
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