Rebecca Pincolini
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An Honest Account Of When My Best Friend Took Me To Get Tested
I heard her breathe in and exhale and watched as she slowly shook her head. “Number of partners?” I stared at her deep side part, the gray of her roots visible. She looked up from the paper. “Number of partners?”
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When She Finally Realized How Much More She Deserved
There were two ways he said, “fuck you” to her.