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My Body Is Not Designed To Run. My Body Was Designed To Sit In An Expensive Care And Drive.

Lots Of Times I'm Not Crazy About The Writing, But I Keep Moving Ahead And Somehow It Gets Better. The Important Thing Is To Move Forward.

It's The Twenty-first Century." I Told Tank. "women Drive." "only In My Bed," Tank Said. "never In My Car.

Respect And Love Your Readers. Write For The Reader.

Grandma Mazur Stood Two Feet Back From My Mother. "i Gotta Get Me A Pair If Those," She Said, Eyeballing My Shorts. "i've Still Got Pretty Good Legs, You Know." She Raised Her Skirt And Looked Down At Her Knees. "what Do You Think? You Think I'd Look Good In Them Biker Things?" Grandma Mazur Had Knees Like Doorknobs.