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My friend turned thirty and threw herself a party at a Hollywood club. Ugh. I went to that club against my will and became the thirty-year-old I used to make fun of.
I could have yanked down my top. I could have danced seductively too. But that's not me. I want to be taken seriously -- as a woman, I want to be listened to, cherished, not gawked at.
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