Almost 18 years ago, on the first Saturday morning I had free from my then-infant son, I tore out of our rented farmhouse, bought myself a good coffee made by someone else, and set out thrifting. I was so exhilarated by the freedom and by doing something I had so taken for granted in my Before life, I thought I might have an orgasm in the car. This is n…
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