A Letter to My Daughter, Already More Confident Than I Ever Was
When I was a boy your age, I’m not sure if I could have expressed so easily my right to defend my body from harm
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7 min readFeb 25, 2019
Once, when you were 3 years old, we made a trip out for lunch. We bussed west in Vancouver to one of those grocery store buffets serving the type of food my own parents…
