Tag: England
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The little vagina that could (or, My own monologue).
Six years ago I first started to understand the Vagina Monologues sensation while studying abroad at an English university. It was thanks to two lovely ladies who I befriended and who invited me to their rehearsals for the campus V-Day performance that year. I was intrigued and going through a period of introspection so I…
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In touch with my American roots.
After six months in England, I couldn’t stand it. In Israel, it’s really nothing special. But as an American female currently located in New York City, riding the subway, there is nothing sexier to me at this moment than a hot, sweaty, lacrosse player boarding the train, looking dazed and leaning over to ask me,…