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Frackistan: The Promise and Peril of America’s Energy Revolution
Savaging the Dark
The End-of-Life Handbook: A Compassionate Guide to Connecting with and Caring for a Dying Loved One
Final Journeys: A Practical Guide for Bringing Care and Comfort at the End of Life
A Better Way of Dying: How to Make the Best Choices at the End of Life
Handbook for Mortals: Guidance for People Facing Serious Illness
Change Anything: The New Science of Personal Success
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Dances in Two Worlds: A Writer-Artist's Backstory
Tigers in Red Weather
Blue Skies, No Candy
This was my read-privately-be-shocked-giggle-alot-then-pass-to-friends book. It was on my mom's bookshelf though I don't know why since she was not a romance reader. But she had it, I read it, I was deliciously scandalized (because I was 11-ish) and so I had to bring it to school to trade to the other girls who brought similar books for the exact same reason.This was our DIY sex-ed. We flagged the sexy parts of our books, then passed them around for abridged reading under the the desks during class. We were little reading rebels.
I have no idea what the book was about. Food and sex. And sex. And sex. And I think a fight. And then food and sex and food.
I never want to read this again because I don't want my magical little bubble of this being the dirtiest-and-most-fun book on earth to be shattered. I don't want to read and understand the actual story. I want this to be my own personal I-was-a-bad-girl Food and Sex book for all of my eternity!