
I don’t have an imagination, unfortunately. Imagine the novels I could write if I did. But I never was a teenage girl in America and never spent time with any. What I wanted most dearly when I was a teenage girl – menstrual products and no sexual harassment in the streets – already exists in America. My imagination doesn’t stretch beyond that.
Friends, can you help us out? What makes life good in a healthy, positive way for an American teenager?
Thank you for “wrote beautifully”, by the way. I’m surprised anything is left in me after the work I’m putting into Neoliberal Love.

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