Life Starts at 40
When Lina turned forty, she threw herself a funeral.
Not the tragic kind—with sobs and lilies—but a proper burial for all the versions of her that had been politely dying for years. She wrote their...
When Lina turned forty, she threw herself a funeral.
Not the tragic kind—with sobs and lilies—but a proper burial for all the versions of her that had been politely dying for years. She wrote their...
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