Being a woman

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Real women do not have curves. Real women do not look like just one thing.

Real women have curves, and not. They are tall, and not. They are brown-skinned, and olive-skinned, and not. They have small breasts, and big ones, and no breasts whatsoever.

Real women start their lives as baby girls. And as baby boys. And as babies of indeterminate biological sex whose bodies terrify their doctors and families into making all kinds of very sudden decisions.

Real women have big hands and small hands and long elegant fingers and short stubby...

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WOMAN'S PERFECT BREAKFAST

She's sitting at the میز, جدول with her gourmet coffee.
Her son is on the cover of the Wheaties box.
Her daughter is on the cover of Business Week.
Her boyfriend is on the cover of Playgirl.
And her husband is on the back of the دودھ carton.




WOMEN'S REVENGE

"Cash, check یا charge?" I asked, after folding items the woman wished to purchase. As she fumbled for her wallet, I noticed a remote control for a ویژن ٹیلی set in her purse. "So, do آپ always carry your TV remote?" I asked. "No," she replied, "but my husband refused to come shopping with me, and I figured...