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starring As a child I spent hours playing with Barbie, pretending I was a Charlie's Angel, or sneaking into my Mother's high-heels. Addicted to pretty ladies, glossy magazines, and anything pop culture; I am a pit of useless Hollywood information. At age six I realized the rugged terrain, and sloped hills did not lend itself to skirts or high-heels. The people that oozed from the TV did not look or sound like any of the ladies I knew. This is my reality. Sandwiched between geographic isolation and American culture, I formed my own culture of Amazon personas that successfully integrated themselves into the backdrop of St. John's. (continued) |
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