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an exploration of an 8-year old girl's journey through the 1970s; a retrospective glimpse into girlhood in america, from the perspective of a young diarist.
an exploration of an 8-year old girl's journey through the 1970s; a retrospective glimpse into girlhood in america, from the perspective of a young diarist.
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Heh, I remember those shaped plastic bottles. I wonder if they still make those?
Do you have any pictures of your lunchbox? I'm sure it was cute!
This is a fantastic idea! I still hold a grudge against my mom for not saving my lunchboxes, thought I might bug her again soon to make sure there is not one lying around somewhere! I even once had a hilarious denim drawtsring lunch bag!
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