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Ken, Barbie, you, and me

While in college I knew a couple who were nicknamed “Ken and Barbie” because they were so “perfect.” They were stunningly good-looking, smart, talented, and so much in love. They were the couple every other couple aspired to become. Then he wavered. … Continue reading

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