Prologue:
When you're a kid, you don't worry what anyone thinks. You
go around saying whatever pops into your head or picking
your teeth, and it never occurs to you that someone might think
you're gross, awkward, or ridiculous. That was me — picking my
nose, snorting when I laughed, wearing white after Labor Day — I
just was who I was.
That all changed one day at the tender age of
twelve when I was getting ready for a family photo. We were having
a formal family portrait taken with our dogs...
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