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Essay by Zeynep Sert

I was no older than the joyous age of eleven when my mother started to make me wear jeans in the hot and dry days of summer that beamed through the blinds of our house. I couldn’t have been older than eleven when she pulled me and my older sister aside, eyes glowing in worry but masked with an insincere smile that I couldn’t yet recognize, and said;

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