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ginnysg2's Letters

Solo and Stoked

The pounding beat of drum and bass calls to me.
A waft of smoke drifts by as I enter the club.
I am mesmerized by the light show and guitar tones.
When I spot a cute guy wearing a gray T-shirt and black jeans, the flirting begins.
I am childfree, so I can go out when and where I please.

The sun peers through the blinds and I finally wake up at…read more

A Change Due to the Pandemic

Dear Unsealers,

I worked as a hostess at the same restaurant for 13 years, which is extremely rare in the service industry. My mind, body, and soul were exhausted at the end of each week. I grew to hate my job. I had friends who worked at other restaurants; they were friendly and went out with their coworkers. But, all of my coworkers were…read more

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