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The conversation starts like a thunderstorm. Usually because a certain barbie lands in the conversation. Her eyes narrow and focus like lasers into mine. Everything sharpens. I know that look. The rest of the people at the table cease to exist, for them it's a performance, I brace myself. Fight.
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