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When I was a teenager, I swore with clenched fists on the albums of heavy metal musicians that I would never, ever be like my parents. I then spent my life distancing myself from their sympathy for Richard Nixon and love of Velveeta. I especially tried to grow away from…


You’re 17 years old. You wake up Monday morning at a friend’s house. She lives on a winding mountain road somewhere in Shingle Springs, California. It’s one of those teacher meeting days. No school today. A senior in high school, a member of student council, a cheerleader, a model…

Maria Alexander

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