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For Taube, Many Decades Later, On Why I Gave Her Baby Pink Nail Polish on Her Thirteenth Birthday When She’d Asked for Cherry Red

by Sarah Einstein

We were just past the age of Bonnie Bell Lipsmackers and Love’s Baby Soft Perfume, moving on to Cover Girl tinted lip gloss and just a hint of mascara. Continue reading

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